Linz, Austria.
We picniced in the botanical gardens the day after the opening of the exhibition I was in at Landesgalerie, while recovering from a night of watching my old lecturer play with his trip hop band from Munich in an abandoned cigarette factory. That night we scampered away from the pretension of artists from New York to photograph beautiful flowers on a bridge and drink beer on some steps by the river.
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