| Unexpected birthday gift! | | I have been feeling depressed lately so I decided not to do anything for my birthday (tomorrow). But my brother invited me today to the ballet, an out of this world gift as I couldn´t posibly pay for it. It so happens that some soloists from the Bolshoi and Kirov ballet were brought here for some performances.
So I´m just back from an evening of magic, music and art.
My brother does this type of sweet things once in a while. He invited me two years ago to the Cirque du Soleil. In both ocations it was in the best seats and I could enjouy it absolutly.
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