me: look i got these new shoes. i'm adding them to my material costs, because therere gonna remind the audience of the performance.
johanna: i thenk people are gonna remember your wore bare feet.
me: well yeah, but you know, after the performance they see me in these shoes...
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dagmar: if you wanted to make nothing, why didn't you take everything out?
me: i don't know, it would have been too obvious?
dagmar: maybe, but also you could have made it black.
me: yeah... i did make a work like that earlier...
hmm?
me: so, what would you have done?
dagmar: maybe paint it black. but actually maybe white would be the first thing that would come to my mind. [dagmar's last name is weiß -ed.]
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dagmar: but now that you mention it, maybe grey...
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me: i'm not feeling well...
ian: it's getting late...
me: it's getting early, the sun's coming up...
ian: we should be getting back home, but where is it?
me: let's go where that guy went behind the bush.
haha...
ian: there's no guy behind the bush, is there?
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me: gee-pop, what a boring party this none tierned out to be?
bonno: just take your beer and throw it on the wall.
me: pff...
bonno: then you can sing the song as well.
me: haha!
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johanna: i thenk people are gonna remember your wore bare feet.
me: well yeah, but you know, after the performance they see me in these shoes...
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dagmar: if you wanted to make nothing, why didn't you take everything out?
me: i don't know, it would have been too obvious?
dagmar: maybe, but also you could have made it black.
me: yeah... i did make a work like that earlier...
hmm?
me: so, what would you have done?
dagmar: maybe paint it black. but actually maybe white would be the first thing that would come to my mind. [dagmar's last name is weiß -ed.]
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dagmar: but now that you mention it, maybe grey...
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me: i'm not feeling well...
ian: it's getting late...
me: it's getting early, the sun's coming up...
ian: we should be getting back home, but where is it?
me: let's go where that guy went behind the bush.
haha...
ian: there's no guy behind the bush, is there?
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me: gee-pop, what a boring party this none tierned out to be?
bonno: just take your beer and throw it on the wall.
me: pff...
bonno: then you can sing the song as well.
me: haha!
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