You are perfect. Confused. Actually, you left your home to search. One laugh, one love. A treat. And now you are here with us in the GAGA and yet at home again. Everything is so familiar because everything is so perfect. Crazy. Just like you.
Because you're not like us? Don't you like to look down on the city and its hustle and bustle, but not from above? Is thirst for you hunger for life? Don't you only find inner peace in the turmoil of impressions? Don't you also like to turn to the sound, noise and noise in the room with the feeling that the room revolves around you? Then you are perfect with us. Correct.
Come up to us, let us welcome you, look around, see and hear, feel and taste with the senses of the night, completely out of your mind, because nothing is as pointless as the search for the perfect evening. Because it is enough if he is perfect. Sit down, but not for long, rather dance with us. As you wish. This is perfect for us. Doesn't matter. We love watching you, but don't understate it.
After all, you are at home, and therefore you are complete. Welcome.