Wednesday July 17th, 1996
Parady'z: the beginning of a long night.




Edouard tells me about his fishing experience in Senegal.

Bazilik spins a bit but the sound doesn't please
the Parady'z (pronounce paradise) management.

We are a bunch of friends sitting in this almost empty club.
For some unknown reason the Jimmy'z is full
and the Parady'z is empty this summer.
It's the second consecutive year this happens.

But we don't care as long as we are together
and as long as the DJ spins correct trance.
It's almost better not to have strangers
whitnessing the way we dance.

We leave the place around 5 AM
and go straight to the Flashman
which Sebastien kindly reopens for us.
The night ends for us at 8 AM the next morning.

Trance!


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