31-XII-1983.

The wedding of Loba and Magi. After a brief ceremony at the matricular office (she was the 2nd witness, next in rank to kum), we went to their place (they bought half a house at the beginning of a peasant quarter, though still quite close to the center) and just had a wild party. I wrote on the wall, somewhere in the corner of his studio (a larger pantry, actually), "happy 1984, may Orwell have fucked you" (which sounds too literal when translated).

The kum put quite a show - a local poet, who even got some of his stuff published, yet in late 90s I remember buying bulgarian pirated CDs from him on main street. There was some dancing on the tables, someone had a guitar, even an accordeon... nice. And don't remember much, just saw from the pictures I took that it must've been somewhat wild. She dancing on the table, me dancing with Magi...

What pictures were on the walls were, of course, his.

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Mentions: kum, Margita Gunaroši (Magi), Slobodan Šumić (Loba), in serbian