After Shabbat, we headed out to the grand opening of a new comedy club in the city center. There was no air conditioning, no door to the bathroom, and the walls were spraypainted styrofoam. Oh, and the best act was the playing of national anthems on the harmonica. Ouch.
2 comments:
Ok that seems incredibly painful... And or sucky. IYC
I would tell you who the owner of the club was, and that would make it even more sad, but I'd rather not slander anyone...publicly...
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