That's how they do in Zurich. Starting off the evening with opera-like stories about the death of 80's playmate Dorothy Stratten at the Bookstore Perla Moda, just to loose it all Berlin style only shortly after. Unfortunately, the eye of the law misliked the sight of this development, and so the party was over already at around 4 o'clock. Anyway, I had to catch my flight to Munich at 7, having an appointment on the Octoberfest in Munich at 11. To crest the day it was planned to end at Rote Sonne with Rampa and Sascha - but in the end, this time I had purposed too much and passed out just before their playtime, doing what I should have done duly - SLEEPING.