Our Sturm and Drang periode went some day to end, we had to grow up. H.Z. got married. He needed a woman like her, to raise a family. He needed a woman, that he could be THE man. I was invited to the wedding, I took the photos. Although I got very touched by the ceremony, I didn't cry. I couldn't cry at that time yet. Maybe I thought I lost him forever, but no I didn’t. Not yet. I think, he didn't know, that I would go through fire and water for him. The wedding took place in a little chappel at a small village by the Danube river loop northwards from Budapest. Instead of a bridal bouquet his wife was holding a huge plush strawberry, which actually smelled like strawberry.
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