Rolltreppen im August (escalators in August) is a collection of airy open sounds. Crickets, a summer breeze, cars passing by your open window at night, venturing off in the dark. The city feels empty, but even in these peaceful days and nights, you can’t shake off this feeling … is this it? And is this good or bad? And tomorrow you’ll be sitting in your office again. The screen blinds you with its blue light. And the long days of your teenage summers are long gone. The beer tastes bitter tonight. But it does the job and so do you.