120 litre Brandenburg Festival

I was out of town in Brandenburg. Built on sand. I talked to a soup salesman cooking soup (Yes!) 80 litres of soup (Yes Yes!) in one night. But his machine could prepare 120 litres. I was wondering. I got a sunburn. I talked to a stranger about breaking up with his girl-friend and eating “Linsensuppe”. I danced for hours. I was freezing. I was with friends. I celebrated a birthday. This is one kind of happiness.

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