There have never been more Dance Halls in North America, and when the Leuten in Saskatchewan got the chance, it was so that it was here in the Canadian Prärieprovinz that “Danceland” in Little Manitou Lake was pretty much verliebene op dem Continent.
There is a war going on in which a “Polka Fest” with “Brian Sklar and the Western Senators” is announced. Keep it up. A Polka Band from 1973 didn’t see again all day, a Dance Hall from the 1930s, under the dielen of Federung Pferdehaar that was stopped, but not.
The landstraße war holprig and rau, every few kilometers there are a large, high values in the staubigen-gegend. It is a shock with metal transmission, which causes a flow of force through time. Mærsk, China Shipping, Hamburg SouthEvergreen, is a polonaise of world sales, which dies at the Schrittpace during the middle of the continents. I’m done with 149, the Frau 150 Wagons, the zwei Loks have been sucked and have given a hint of a terrifying wurden.
Eine Institution in der Gegend: Die Tanzhalle.Christoph Moeskes
“Young”. On the Ortsschild it still says “Young”. When there was a war, when Manitou Beach stood on the beach of Manitou, there were only a few swinging lenkraddrehungen. And the war is so big, the big, white Halle with the bright rainbows over the entrance, in the war that was so easily lost. Men in tied shirts, women in summer tops, cowboy boots and sandals walk and write on the red-haired ämpften 500 Quadratmetern. The Polka-Fest is the most popular celebration in the region, in the most popular Polish and Ukrainian Auswanderer-niedergelassen hats. Take a tour bus from the “Engelheim Charter” war for the Danceland park. Completely wary of the Saal trotzdem nicht.
„My Frau had my power to Deppen“
Our new war is a small war waged directly for the Lautsprechern, while the Western senators can protect the best and a third with their stamps. Drink Dazu with Wasser. Jeder im Danceland trank, sofern er nicht tanzte, Wasser. Man can fill a large plastic bag in carafes. Nach drei davon losen met de Beistelltisch. We have fresh air.
Dieser Text comes from the Frankfurter Allgemeinen Sonntagszeitung.
„My lady has a hand in my hands“, even in a man with a warm hose and stretch around the knees, with a freshly worn polo shirt with a soft green color. There is a highway that goes through the parks and goes directly to one of the parks. “Who can rumlauf a man like that?” is the war of Jack, who with his fast two meters got a riesenhaft after he got into debt. Ihr seid nicht von here, order? Nein, nein, wehrten we hastily ab. “I am in Humboldt,” said Jack, raising a strong, 82-year-old hand.
And then it happens that Jack and a little smaller woman find a little woman, one of their favorite nuts is a summer leading and shiny krafteschonend and a friend of the red-haired ämpfte Polka-Nirwana. At 5 p.m. we have a buffet.
Before the war of 19 Uhr “Canada’s Polka-King” Walter Ostanek with his Akkordeon announced. It’s taking longer with Sicherheit than ever and no one in Danceland. But so they were not ours. After the Nudelsalat went without Zwischenschritt Richtung Young zurück.