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I was supposed to join some friends at the monthly Eurovision do at Retro bar tonight, but I'm seeing a friend instead.

She's a German friend I was introduced to by my Icelandic boyfriend, and that I ended up sharing a place with in Paris when my flatmate moved back to Spain and after I sublet his room to an Italian tenant.

Add a few Hallelujas and a mid-song costume change and it's a Eurovision winner.

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