Today, I wanted to go for a nice swim in a heated pool. I had dreamed about this for the whole week. On my way, I had however, to pass through two security posts. At the first post, they took a long look at me and my white hair, and probably told themselves that I did not represent any threat to anybody. They just let me go through with a charming «Karibu, mama»!
The second post was much more tricky. I had to register my name in a book for to enter the gym area.Since I was to join my friends who were already there, I told him to look up their names in the register. Their names were not there. (My friends told me later that they never register in the book since they are members of the club).
In an attempt to convince the guards to let me in, I told them that I…
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