Our last show.
We played at the Tommy Haus in Berlin. It was okay. I sold my t-shirts for four euro just to get rid of some. I sold four of them so I was happy.
Before Riot Cop played, I went to the restroom just off the courtyard and got stuck in the bathroom for about fifteen minutes. I started to freak out a bit because nobody was responding to my yelling or kicking of the door. Finally, someone saw the lights flicking off and on so they came and opened the door. Fortunately, Lenin and his housemate Liza each got locked in there too so I don't feel like an idiot alone.
It's bittersweet that the tour is basically done. We were waiting for it and ready but now that it's here, it's sort of sad.
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