Last night me is the hammer from happening. I walk unsuspectingly with Julia by Manly, and we meet a guy who comes straight from the Steyne. I look - he looks. I think right now. Maintenance. Stop. Impossible. Error. Kenny!
Jupp, exactly. Kenny is in Sydney, more precisely in Manly, and now makes in scuba diving. For those to whom the name does not ring: Ken was until last year in Bremen settled down and there has even managed the Paddy's Pit. Then he is gone back to the UK, and the contact between him and Hannah and I broke off. And suddenly he stands before me. In Sydney. Thousands of miles from our last meeting place away. Is the world small or what? I'm still quite shaken. Whom I encounter next? My former math teacher? The type that I've lost to the last holiday at cards? The girl that I am in the sandbox lent her bucket?
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