Tuesday, 21 September 2010
the impression you get when meeting someone for the first time can be so right and yet so wrong. and no matter whether you spend a few hours with them or your whole life, you may never figure out who they are. you may not even figure out who you are yourself. and who says that's something advisable anyway. selfs are buggery, slippery things. most likely it's like trying to catch puddles of light and wrapping them up in a tight parcel. and why would you do that?
let's just say: this weekend was full of great surprises.
(pictures taken at the spiegelsaal at claerchen's ballhaus on auguststraße - the spiegelsaal being an old ballroom that's being left as morbidly decaying as it has been the last couple of decades. it can be hired for events.)
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