the Norwegian club

The Norwegian club

 

We went there last night

it was set in a wine bar and the prize,15euro each,

I refused to pay that much.

The bar was almost empty but for a group

of Norwegians who sat whispering in a corner

And there was no one to welcome us.

I was donating some books to the club

 left some of them on a table.

No one stirred.

I thought the scene was surreal.

We left and had a meal at a Portuguese

restaurant.

I suppose the books were thrown away

after closing time.

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