🤫 The Shortcut

As Helmut strolled through the park, he couldn't help but notice something familiar in the brick wall. His eyes widened in surprise as he let out a gasp, "Wow! I used to take shortcuts through this hole a lot as a kid... Wonder if I can still fit through after all these years!?"

He chuckled to himself, reminiscing about the carefree and innocent days of his childhood when he could easily walk through the narrow passage. As he approached the hole, he hesitated for a moment, wondering if he would be able to fit through after having grown up so much.

With a deep breath, Helmut stepped forward and placed his hands on the edges of the hole. He lowered his chest and tried to adapt his body to the shape of the hole, hoping he would be able to squeeze through. To his relief, he was able to fit in with some effort, but it was definitely a tight squeeze.

After many years of contortion training, Helmut had learned to withstand nearly any physical challenge. His spine could bend in half backwards at any level from the shoulder blades to the butt, and he had experimented with making his body squishable under heavy objects. This wasn't just a moment of nostalgia and childhood memories; it was a test of his skills. Slowly and cheerfully, he squished himself through the hole that would seem impossible for any other young man his size.

As he emerged on the other side, he couldn't help but laugh at his accomplishment. The shortcut still worked for him just as it had years ago. From now on, he was definitely going to use it every day.