When I was a kid I went with my dad to see some terrible German comedy. It was truly awful and we were the only people in the cinema. After it was over we somehow took the wrong exit and than after a couple of flights of stairs were standing in front of an emergency door. We couldn't go back because the door through which we came had no handle on our side. So we opened the emergency door to see a whole lot of people staring at us with bewilderment. The door through whitch we came out was a part of a shop window on hinges on the outside.
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A smell of petroleum prevails throughout.
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