This song was blasting out of a rinky-dink establishment in my town called The Banana Bar. We are told that the townsmen go there to get wasted and escape their wives, but so far I’ve never seen anyone actually drinking there. Maybe it’s all the ABBA? But I mean really, this song is fucking great. Maybe it’s just not enough ABBA!
snails in her suitcase
* Tiny stories * Photographs of South America * Long-winded tropical romances & letters home
