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Sometimes it is very useful to step aside and look at your life from the outside.
Here I am, sitting in a cheap cafe and drinking awful cheap coffee. Here I am, miserably smiling through sudden tears. All alone in a crowd.
I can now fully and truly confess - the only reason for me to get into organizing concerts is the wish to talk to People. I mean real People from the out-world, from other cities. People living a live-life, not an existence much alike my own.
They tell me wonderful things. They give me power to struggle - moral power to go on, to live, to do.
I don't know, what will kill me earlier - Cognac or cancer - and you may bet about it, surely - I will decide it on my own.
I don't know what will me, thus I go on living.
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