On that day, when my Mister arrived, he was already invited to a place called Paar Veini (roughly translated Couple of Wines) to play records at TMW pre-party. Since he does not play records often and he had not been in Estonia 8 months, then all worked out quite well.
The fact that everything seems so cheap and familiar faces are everywhere, makes me overwhelmingly cheerful. Normally it would be quite tiring not to be able to buy milk with a bad-hair day and "Sexy" written on your ass, because you will definitely meet someone you know on the way. Yes, but now I do not mind at all.
Meet my beautiful minds.
Fafafafa, I hope this is the best picture ever made of them:
I do not care about covering Triin's face with this amazingly enormous wine carafe:
Ott, Ott, what's up?:
For €10 you can get this at a bar:
(In Sweden you are lucky, if you get class of wine for that)
Creeping.
Forever alone girl tries to get a secret picture with friends:
You know
I'd like to invite you over, but I'm afraid you're so hot that you'll skyrocket
my
air-conditioning bill:
"Look, guys. First fly has awaken from hibernation!"
...not a single fuck was given...
Noah's ark:
Ott promotes drugs:
Flirting with the camera:
Just remembered I left the cooking stove on at home:
"Come to the dark side, we have cookies":
The boy wears Kraftwerk:
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