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first a picnic with friends, mainly new ones. i liked approximately all of them.












in the evenings it still gets cold so we escaped to somebody's hobbyroom or something, it felt like being on 8th grade again, playing pingis watching boys make tricks with skateboards, feeling a little bit shy next to the girls with tattoos.





ended the evening at a bar with nice staff and few customers. the new people complimented the photos i'd taken during the night. a few older friends hardly talked to me. somehow i was still terribly well, happy.