Thursday, September 3. 2009
Like a Sixth Sense
Many years ago, I think it was in 1979, my friend Sunny and I were on our way back home trying to catch a train from Dortmund main station at the middle of the night. Outside the station, a man waved at us with a 100 marks note. Sunny, who was to pay for the tickets, pulled out her own 100 marks and waved back. The guy disappeared within seconds.
© 2009
© 2009
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