Walking home Saturday night, this electric currant called Midnattsloppet - The Midnight Race - intercepted us. It was a hot humid night, and the next morning I read in the paper that two people, one as young as 26, had died from this race.
So sad and stupid.
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Today I'm back at Filmcentrum, prepping tango material for an upcoming meeting. The Nordic tango docu is a neverending story. We don't relent! (Yet.)
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The next two days posts will be a lot more colourful, I promise!
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Monday hello!
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