This year, my birthday was on a Sunday, favorable for a Saturday-Night-Party at my appartment.

Marleen and Hendrik waiting for the other guests to come.

Sebastian, Moritz and Jan, all looking not too happy (there was enough booze, I swear).

I asked everyone to contribute to my birthday-board, writing a short message. A symbol for life's transience: I wiped out the messages a few days later.
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