6th September. So, surprise: that Bar 25 that made me agonize a few nights ago just opened a venture, ‘Johannesburg 24’: a mock shanty town plastered with pictures of Africans, where the punters can watch Germany play the World Cup in a ‘fun’, ‘exotic’ decor. All topped up by a massive Adidas logo. Cannot fail to remind one of that pearl of sarcasm in ‘Zoolander’: a fashion show called Derelict, in which the forever-frustrated fashionista obsession with being ‘edgy’ and ‘avant-garde’ meets its liberal-fascista doppelganger. And they charged me 7 euros for a shitty G&T? I’m not going to lose sleep over looking cool in these wankers’ quarters anytime soon (“Of course you won’t, dear” smiles the mommydaddygodmonster). To think that I had a couple of these fucking G&Ts!
frustrated tchuss-tchuss, la mordue.
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