

festen var på en takterasse. og morten hadde kjøpt nye sko for anledningen.


så gikk vi inn. dette er jim.


hej. maren. og hej meg.

vi skulle videre. til en hemmelig bakgårdsfest. og joachim krabbet hele veien. tulla.





vi danset og tullet til klokken ble sent. litt sent. så var festen over.
tack.
*h
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