The adventure continues.
Richard and BIJOU are ordering drinks at the bar.
I am sitting on a couch, sweating.
Where am I?
The walls are covered with plastic flowers and paintings of a quite famous uni-brow lady.
Uruguayan lager. The narrow neck of the bottle makes it spit me in the face after every goddamn sip.
Llama. That's right.
She's moved in with Richard. I believe this will improve my social-life.
Diversity and what-not.
"Welcome to Helsinki".
I'm scratching the label off the bottle.
Lazy, crazy, hazy days of summer.
Good Night
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