hell on earth

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yours haselore

nice cup of tea

...möhre & snakey, the two saucy frenchmen, had been shocked - yes indeedy!

yours, haselore

smoke signals

...yours, haselore

nazi fun

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yours, haselore

kleines stubenmädchen

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onna second of june two zero eleven your humble editoresse
had decided to do a feature about
mr. andreas dorau (rhymes with dolgellau)

a collect call to the promoter was being made
- to get a date for an interview set -

...a call that made bun get into the auditorium for free


hopefully not only to documant on just the pervies inna audience...

at first bun thought that mr. dorau really was going to show up

though some east german management company had spelled
your humble editoresse's initials incorrectly yet again
- very probably due to a thick saxonian accent -

so bun first had some tea

then for a while she got to relax inna comfy chair

...and later out of pure boredom she got to finish some of her knitwork


and much later she even had to have a look through
the house's art gallery for the above reason

... untill she noticed that the clock showed that it was 5 am already

and nobun had been ringing your humble editoress yet -
neither to inform her about the whereabouts
of mr. dorau (rhymes with dolgellau)
nor if the scheduled interview had got cancelled

bottom line was that mr. dorau just did not show up,
not even when all the audience was hopping off to the after show party

so bun decided to hop home
- getting quite confused by a poster on the wall


arghh, better should've killed that north-korean cat!

yours, haselore

echte künstler

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upon your humble editoresse's return to germany on july 1st 2011

she hopped by a festival right in the center of town



and soon everything felt like same old boring hannover again:

the same old paparazzis were doing there same old tricks

the same old trees had been planted on the same old boring stages

you would have to sit on the same old uncomfy wooden benches

... and inna end get to see the same old stuff

so that bun's know seriously wondering:
who should be buying this crap know?!?

yours, haselore kohl