He Odd People

The Odd people The stable they had converted into a bar which looked like an opium den it was here people from a Nordic land congregated as a place to speak their guttural language. We stood there near the bar didn`t know what to do as no one looked up and no one bothered to get up and say halloo I had some book I wanted to donate. Put them on a side table the barman said it cost 15euros each to enter. I thought that was too much and left. By the exit I turned, no one looked up it was like we never existed. Apart from a common language, there was little I had in common with the Norwegian tribe