Rainy Friday. Nothing much happened.

Not much time for living, luckily weather not too painfully beautiful.
I am too busy translating stories about how the super rich amuse themselves.
I met a friend recently who is a super talented musician and has just one wish - to be able to compose music. He makes a living playing tunes from the operetta "Im weißen Rössl am Wolfgangsee".
We are all prostitutes.