Lucky number Eleven

This is the sun, struggling through cold November fog on the Eleventh day of the Eleventh month … in Cologne.

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On my way to the tram station I see the first signs.

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As I get closer to my destination the crowd thickens. I stick to my route. Soon I realize that today this might not be such a good idea.

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The party warms up. The body pressure on the ground rises. Some remember their heritage and return to the trees.

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A technophile goes for a different landmark and documents his achievement.

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I take a detour. Newcomers cross my way.

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Others are enjoying the tranquility of the periphery.

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Shepherds dressed in green keep their flock safe.

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There is writing on the wall.

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All kinds of beverages are passing through bodies. Where to … ? I see …

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Or from a more idyllic point of view.

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The concept is interesting. People urinate against a tarp. Gravity takes over. Eventually the constant flow will find a sewer somewhere. The people close by don’t seem to mind.

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A sports car demands its right of way.

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It is christened with beer when it leaves the crowd again.

I leave the party area. … Much later I have to take another detour.

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In the side streets the hungry take their late meal.

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Waste is disposed off.

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Suddenly, it is like Nothing really happened.

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It is the Twelfth anyway.

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