Bernhard Gander: Bunny Games

...it's hot, eight o'clock in the evening, I'm tired and thirsty. I've worked enough for today. I take a look at the television programme and the dj line-up for the night scene and decide to let the evening end in a bar. I spruce myself up, leave my apartment and head for the bar area. Already from far away I hear the low bass of techno music. My steps quicken, I reach the bar and open the door. Thick waves of smoke hit me in the face. It is dim, the glaring lights flicker to the rhythm of the music. I get myself a beer and let myself be dazed by the strong beat of the music and pulled on to the dance floor. A few hours and drinks later, I leave the place elated.