e-rags

Mariendorf. An old, gray factory hall. Deadly silence reigns after passing the doorman. Down into the elevator. Once there, the same setting: empty corridors, morbid quiet; until a loud singing frightens you to death. Following the direction of the singing, you eventually encounter a guy pushing a cart with stacked clothes. The brand is called E-Rags.

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