In the light of the moon, three little friends were drunk in happiness in DreamMall. That was a great spot for the setting of this story. What happened in DreamMall stayed in DreamMall, so everything was dreamy as real. Mango, Renzo, and Carlo were ready for a farewell dinner, because Renzo was returning to his motherland the coming week. It was also the end of the semester of fruitful cooperation among the three. "Farewell" and "end", both were not exactly good choices of words, for they implied some sort of sadness; in the German restaurant surrounded by Spanish music, they went nuts and wild. What was on the menu then? Me and U; all the rest did not matter at all. " Bier, bitte!" Beer could definitely open up a whole new world. One became bold and less mindful. As rhyming with Mango, Renzo, Carlo, "alcoho" became their best friend. Quickly there came a mixture of the conscious and unconscious; the past, present and emerging; language and me...
