2007-06-17, 23.23 clock
gz Wipkingen
inside the band plays a gz 2 / 4 time music: the people dancing up skipped merrily. on the vorplatz sit further talk birthday party and participants. A policeman and a policewoman in the dark on a dive, ask the organizers. the crashes in the semi-dark of the dance room, asks if anyone saw a red backpack. a man finds the backpack, the organizers of the birthday party (at last thirty!) fished out his identity card and shows it to the policewoman, that flashlight, notepad, pens (pistol, handcuffs, wearing a seat belt stick), writes down his personal details. He says, "does not matter: now it costs a little more stop: but let's have a party and danced on. a strange man, who recently told yet how free he is, and how Strange as it closes here to go back and forth, eagerly doors soundproofing. The band played a short bit quieter with inserted "psssssst" - then immediately let go with a doors-Klopfer-waste-klezmer "let'show me the way to the next vodka bar" and then the music really loud.
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