The Saloon Story II
And then the girl from Kosovo went into the 3 Kugeln. Although she looked fabulous in her black suit and long blond hair, the shabby men in the darkness stared at her as if they had seen a Balkan ghost. The girl was uncertain as to where she was, why she happened to be there and whether any of her friends would dare to join her in the 3 Kugeln - the sentiments of Alice in wonderland.
Smelly food, the squeaky sound of the roulette table, a number of gunshots, plates and broken glasses on the floor - that is why she decided to leave.
One hour later...

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