My girfriend at the time and I visited a public outdoor swimming pool. I had forgotten to bring a towel but luckily she had brought two: a white one and a light green one. By the side of the pool (a large, square hole in the ground with no tiles that was drained every couple of hours and refilled) I saw a former colleague (Marco) sitting in a deck chair. On the other side of the table he was sitting next to was a different colleague from the same show we did, some 28 years ago: Roos. Now they had noticed eachother they started happily chatting, leaving me to wander around the terrain while a gentle cover of Eve of Destruction, sung by a woman, was playing over the speakers.
On a small podium a small band, including a violinist, was setting up and I helped to make sure some of the equipment wouldn't slip into the water by sticking knives in the ground to prevent a small mic stand from tipping over. There was a string of bulb lights hanging over the podium, adding to the nice atmosphere of some 100 people sitting on the floor but also dancing.
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