One thing I've missed about Europe in May is the Tanz in den Mai, where in some places everyone dances in masks... or, other may day scenarios with poles to tie and untie, flower petals, strawberries, young Puritan girls singing "Son vergin vezzosa." Yesterday, after a so-la-la event at which I met some interesting people, I dreamt of masked balls.
Sonntag, 4. Mai 2008
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