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October 13, 2004

When you're visiting a rock festival and you want to stay there for multiple days, you end up on a sleazy, muddy camping most of the times. You're living like pigs, eating cold junk food, drowning yourself in cheap beer and being washed away by rain. And there's nothing you can do about it. But what do you do when you find the love of your life on that very camping? Is there a place for romance on the camping of a rockfestival? # posted by masquerader @ 11:52 ::

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a searcher,
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