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It have a big swimming pool were Max Power pushed Wimmy in it. We ate a delicate dinner.
After we ate the dinner we talked about the future of the band. We was agre that we shoud split up and gather the band after some years, because every one had some planes for the year.
John should start a new music shop in Italy. Max Power should study stringinstruments in Norway. Wimmy should make a land rover. Marty is going to freelance all over the world. And I are going to Amasonas and live with indians in some years.