This old dance hall in Berlin has its 100th anniversary next month = “Mirror hall in Clare’s Ballroom” = “Spiegelsaal in Clärchens Ballhaus”, Augustastraße 24, Berlin Mitte – Gypsy Music Restaurant, 3 photos by frizztext, click on the pictures, to enter his gallery on flickr
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granbee, Rose from the Mississippi Delta (not a typical Southern Belle she once said) commented: “Only a little bit older than ourselves, right?” My reply: “Right. I saw several lonesome old ladies with walking sticks looking sadly into the mirrors: male persons have a shorter life, stats tell us …”
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background music:
me on my guitar, playing “Je suis seul ce soir” = I’m lonesome tonight …
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P.S.:
Because I’m still alive, I could take a photo from my wife Barbara when she had a short break on one of the old ball room sofas …
Flickr Comments 
Wonderful evocative photos! I especially like the chandelier’s reflection in the cracked mirror!
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This looks like a set from a Pina Bausch ballet.
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The faded elegance in these shots is an invitation to dance and enjoy the space, thank you so much Frizz for the sweet music!
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It’s so beautiful!
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Wonderful shots of an elegantly decaying room, I love all the frayed edges, chips and cracks, hinting at times past.
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What a sad old place, Frizz. I want to give it a hug or breath a bit of life back in. 🙂
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There is the History to see and to feel
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A pleasure to read. And your guitar music starts playing now even while I scroll through the wordpress Reader. Very nice playing.
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I hope you had a little twirl as well!
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Beautiful pictures with a nice ambiance for a so nice music
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merci for your poem:
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“…an empty chair regilded
a vanished hand I do not know
heart betrayed by vanity
of a spoiled youth of war…”
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“Une chaise vide redorée.
Une main évanouie où je ne sais.
Coeur trahi par vanité,
d’une jeunesse guerrière et gatée…”
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poem fragment by iceman75
http://icezine.wordpress.com/2013/08/29/texte-9-morts-au-champs-du-coeur/
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My first post of the day, Frizz, and I so enjoyed the guitar music with my cup of tea. 🙂 I love the scenes in the photos, and can’t help wondering if the old piano is still in tune. I think old ladies often feel sad when looking into mirrors, as they lament the passing of their former glory. 🙂
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