Montreuil
Camp of campers on the street Pierre de Montreuil. When we got there for the first time, everywhere was the blood everywhere, police, despair... During the night, gangsters from Romania came and massacred all adults. We wanted to go away, but a boy, Isaj, came and tell us that we have to do something, that we have to help them... That's how it started. Despite everything, we played that day. Soon we came back again and launched our Akana me here. Bielka and a few friends were with us and they prepared a lunch. When Mekleš´s father said, that his son dances better than ours dancers, the competition starts. We announced an international dance tournament. Jenikyn´s father, who was also elated and wanted to dance , was declared as President of the jury, and we started…
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