People in Trier kept to themselves, but loved to know one another’s business. They gathered information through watching, listening, whispering. Their eyes, ears and tongues descended on Thomas, a young man whose hands were sticky. Their vindictiveness and judgments took Thomas from a life on the streets to something much worse.
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