On Saturday night, after tiring of the mediocre punk rock bands playing at Shit Town, Yoni, Ava and I found a random rock and roll bar inside a shack somewhere in Christiania. Here several people sat around a round table playing a wonderful game. I was never able to decern the object of the game but it certainly looked fun. Each player would grab a newspaper, rip out a headline, lick it and stick it themselves or one of their fellow players. Eventually everyone had headlines all over their foreheads, cheecks and chests. Who knows what they said as they were all in Danish.
Monday, August 13, 2007
The Game
On Saturday night, after tiring of the mediocre punk rock bands playing at Shit Town, Yoni, Ava and I found a random rock and roll bar inside a shack somewhere in Christiania. Here several people sat around a round table playing a wonderful game. I was never able to decern the object of the game but it certainly looked fun. Each player would grab a newspaper, rip out a headline, lick it and stick it themselves or one of their fellow players. Eventually everyone had headlines all over their foreheads, cheecks and chests. Who knows what they said as they were all in Danish.
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