"at “per mount through the galaxy” would be a black hole, a time hole. the gleis 1 exists in my university only on Sundays. in gleis 1 there is brunch. 12 € per person, children half, drinks go extra. every Sunday. nice location in the old railway station building of hugstetten with the usual railway accessories. brunch. what else does not exist in my university at gleis 1. I'm sure there's no old station building on other days. just a black hole. I would never just come to the idea to go. but today is Sunday. visit friends who want to brunch in my university. gleis 1? Why not, is Sunday! table for seven, all clear. so the train has gone down. We had galacically well gimmed, the railway station was there, the other Brunch-Aliens too. those who only visit my university on Sundays and only here. who also pretend to speak my speech and have similar needs, good breakfast for example. Previously, the various parallelunivers were congruent, at least in this narrow space-time continuum. but the worlds are moving fast. Today, the track 1 aliens served unirdic. the most boring-unspectacular buffet of the milk road. a plate cut, a plate cheese cut open, a plate fish, a sweet laugh and fat trout. for this purpose, stir out the tetra and baked dough blanks. O juice was out, for that, deep spring rolls. vegetarian. bockwurststückchen and white sausage in the same broth? for that they were al dente, so not boiled! drinks go extra, extra late. coffee after eating is also in Italian, but there it is intentional and not simple overdemand. smith would have splattered two or three of the galleys and the rest of them blew to leave no witness. I'm just going to extend my black hole to the day."
