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[2021-05-01 | A3, Frankfurt| 12:35 CET]
"You guys hungry?" Simba asked, gazing at the rear-view mirror at the two young men in the back seat. Wirtz wore an eye mask, seemingly dozing off, and Rakim gazed out of the window, listening to music through his headphones.
"Looks like they are still tired from yesterday's shenanigans." Hans-Joachim Wirtz, the father and agent, an elderly man in his mid-seventies, commented from the passenger seat. "The kids were up until 2 in the morning, honestly, they deserve some rest."
