Last night i met an Estonian woman in Fatima bar . Not that something like that is so unimaginable ...but again ... it happens one day after i sent a letter to that same Estonian friend .
Somebody came up to me and said " please have a piece of this cake, but beware it's Estonian " and than a tiny woman in a flowerprinted jacket stood there next to me ...now that's a Halloween night's ghost / or what I imagine one to look like :-)