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Saturday |
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tonight lynn and i chanced upon the local czechoslovak society (73rd b/t 1st and 2nd) where ten or so people played 2 guitars and sang old czech songs as well as pink floyd, john denver, and the doors. after that it was off to nimrod (70th b/t york and 1st), a german-czech restaurant with a very friendly and funny crowd. a blonde chanteuse banged on an upright piano wailing the blues then slipped into an accordion and serenaded us with edith piaf in the close smoky room. je ne regrette rien. |
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czech, please |
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