This week has been "boring" compared to the previous ones. Waking up at 08:15, going to work at 08:45 and getting home around 19:30 has been a daily ritual. I've been helping Stanley at the office for over three days now, and start to miss the jungle and her liveliness. Yesterday night we went to Havana, which is the local club. Everything was fine until all of a sudden we got caught in a fight. Two guys of the local dancing crew got into a fight with some VIP people. As they were dancing "on their step" in the VIP lounge. After they got pushed back into the crowd, the crew assembled and ran into the VIP hurting people and getting hurt themselves. Only when glass parts of a bottle were flying past, I realized that we were way too close. A friend of ours, tried to calm everyone down, but ended up getting beaten by even the guards. We stayed for another hour after the fight was over and then took of as well.
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