Steenwijk – Zwolle
It was hard to say whether he was 25 or 45. Some guys were like that. He was balding, but that wasn’t it alone. He had the face of an accountant that had been unhappily married for at least forty years. He wasn’t dressed overly young or old, it really was all in his face. She still estimated him in his late twenties, but immediately wondered what happened that made him look so way-worn already. Worn wasn’t exactly the right word, she thought. He looked like he never got to living but unexpectedly got stuck between tax returns and mortgage interest comparisons. Dusty. She turned and all thoughts related to him immediately evaporated.