Räuber

When the Räuber show up at Hajo Päffgenrath's, he checks the till first and then the mood. 'You're called the robbers, but here we pay properly,' says Hajo Päffgenrath, already sliding the Kölsch glasses across the counter. By the time the first Trömmelche starts, the kiosk knows: today the door isn't just open, it's being performed. The Räuber bring Karneval directly into your pocket. Hajo Päffgenrath brings order to the chaos, as far as that's possible with Räuber. His conclusion: 'They don't steal your money, at most they steal your tiredness. And that’s allowed to go.'