A Night In Framtiden (a.k.a The Band of Misfits)
| An evening of awe awaited us... |
| ...as we walked towards... |
| ...the 1st loppis bazaar for 2014... |
| ...an experiment for our fluffy friends, felted memorabiia and tresured creatures... |
| ...sliding somewhere with a broken compass... |
| ...severely fantasizing... |
| ...cross cultural exchanges... |
| ...with nothing else than our trust... |
| ...surpassing dark alleys... |
| ...finally there... |
| ...the environment is one to cherish ... |
| ...and mingle in... |
| ...the hidden spots: numerous... |
| ...need not say... |
| ...adequately informal and warm... |
| ...the terminology extravagant... |
| ...the forms achanging... |
| ...sculpting the moment... |
| ...everyone in place... |
| ...talking about the future... |
| ...out for a smoke... |
| ...a dream within a dream |
| ...fierce lion-back-sleepers... |
| ...no one is obsessed with colours... |
| ...please let me crash... |
| ...ontop of the canvas... |
| ...sledging in new fields of love... |
| ...another smoke... |
| ...human alliances fed the soul... |
| ...the band of misfits cooling... |
| ...elf bunch bench-pooling... |
| ...a glance into framtiden... |

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