Poets love wine together with their poetry readings…actually wanted to get used to that too but…cannot even stand one glass. And now laying on a sofa in the library…(as connection at home is again more absent in the evening)…eating loads of Kinderschokolade and just trying to get a clear head again. May take until midnight or even after…ever after. At least cannot do a lot meanwhile.

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