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" Even at home? So early? "
" What a warm welcome "June grumbles and tosses her backpack on the sofa.
" Normally, you leave at 9 clock in the evening the house. "
" And now I'm just here. "Cathrin June to look over his shoulder." What is that? "
" It's called a book, "says Cathy and turns over. "You also might want a look."
"How disgusting. Something I do not." June is stretched on two pillows on the floor and reaches for the remote control.
"The'll let you be the same," says Cathy. "The TV is broken."
"What?"
"Cedric has done something with the cables and now even works any more."
"You're not kidding? What should I do?" June throws the remote into a corner of the room, staring reproachfully at Catherine.
"me to not see as" Cathy says unimpressed. "It does you well determined to do something different than on a screen to stare at."
"What should I do it well?" June stands up and draw circles through the living room, like a caged tiger.
"Hello, my roommate!" welcomes Cedric the two cheerful. Before he created all the way up to the couch, it has a cushion meets the head. "Ouch. What's that?"
"You have destroyed my ass best friend!"
"June, calm down."
"No, Catherine. There are no excuses. I want to see blood."
"blood?" From me? " Cedric stretched himself comfortably on the sofa.
"You have made the TV broken!"
"Oh, I fixed it. Only he is not now."
"I will kill him."
"Instead of murder and manslaughter to think, you could try to talk new items. "Cathrin last June, a thick book. June is considered thoughtful for a second, then she flips around a bit in it.
" Useless, "she says finally.
" Just like the television, "adds Cedric added cheerfully." Ouch! " The book he is right on the head. "Books are not so bad" is
June grinsed firmly. "Do you have one, Cathy?"

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The Beethoven Panda theory

for a few seconds Elise had the feeling that you, given all the circumstances drawn, actually not that was boring. Then the light goes green, the car drove off and the music died away slowly under the road noise. Elise stretched himself out the window and listened the last few notes, then it was over. The music was gone. Elise and suddenly realized what to do now essential. Awkward, they climbed onto the window ledge, dangling his legs and shoved his hands in front to the edge. She took one last look at the burning midday sun, before their eyes were dancing blue dots, they pushed forward one last time and fell out the window.

heard As she fell through the air down to the music again, they got louder and eventually was embraced by the music and Elise by blue dots. Then came the crash.

Elise The little panda was killed instantly by her as well. His owner yelled a considerable While, but stopped when she finally got a heart attack and died on the spot.

found after ten years, scientists the proceedings of this incident in a garbage can, eating on the lookout for something. The scientist has never been very successful, but he had occupied most of his life with the relationship between Beethoven and panda bears. As he perused the document, he realized that he knew absolutely nothing.

After several years and some more or less mindless theories he found out that pandas can be paralyzed by two things: heroin and Beethoven (obviously not by Beethoven himself, but by his music). This in turn forces them to send out waves of nervous to be saved. These waves are nervous by the human body but received but rarely interpreted correctly. As a result, the person develops the waves take a liking for peanut butter. Or, at worst, suicidal thoughts - to the execution of these.

His theory was in some places still somewhat incomplete. Why is the owner of the little panda bears died? Had it anything to do with the waves? With the music? By Elise? With the scorching midday heat? Now, after three years of detailed study of the researchers was ultimately mounted so annoying that he had decided, the owner simply a hysterical cow and prone to heart problems.

He won the Nobel Prize, donated to the local save-the-panda-organization, and died at the age of 92 years at the fatal familial insomnia. The files and documents of the incident, he took to his grave, and so we still do not know that Panda Bear, Beethoven, peanut butter and suicide incidents have actually nothing to do purely with each other.

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From a traffic light to the next one is suddenly surrounded by strange characters, Asian fast food and glitzy night clubs, situated in front rows in unsorted where dark figures are, the smaller end smoldering cigarette between his thumb and index finger, and small, living statues surrounded by lights and halbverdrängter darkness. In Koreatown, it is
no whites and the few whites who live in defiance of this fact still there, living like Koreans.

are middle of the wild flashing and fluorescent night life of Koreatown is a white sex shop, not by the trickling stream of Korean pedestrians observed, unnoticed and not respected, but tolerated. be tolerated Just as the whites, it does not actually exist.
They exist simply to himself, the Sex shop her refuge.

And in another night without end, solves a Korean from the unsteady flow of pedestrians from the sex shop and walks up the few steps. Accompanied by the disgusted looks of the Korean side passers-by, he puts one foot in the smoky cave, while waiting on the other side of the jingling beads curtain, the hostile gaze of the whites.