Oh, Moon of Alabama…

By Reinard



We now must say goodbye
We’ve lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you now why

(Bert Brecht, Aufstieg und Fall der Stadt Mahagonny)

Sunday, March, 4 2007, 1:11 :: I was lucky, no clouds at 00:57 :: There He is :: In the deepest shadow …

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