A ship that Mondo is called ... uh, no, I'm confused ... what a ship that is called Mondo, up speed again, rested a few Wöchelchen in the port fell into the background but is now again faster and faster and toots loudly through the Black Forest.
What are you listening this?
at the pile of emails, since a week back fill the mailboxes ("Who runs the piano ..."). On the reservations in the Cohibar and party animals, people. To the lists. Reminders. Anticipation. Christmas this year is already on the eighth (and that rhymes too).
morning booster sample, the Wednesday of the Big Day in the City Theatre. Friday, a final medley. So much for the first time in the distance. The rest are later.
strange thing, now so suddenly jump in without a long rehearsal period before. Adrenaline from 0 to 100 But well worth ne experience!
Rock the party, ship Mondo, once more.
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