Der dritte und letzte Tag des 2025er-A-U-S-N-A-H-M-E-Z-U-S-T-A-N-D-S in der Goldbacher war mit Lucille’s Lumbago, Smells like Nirvana und den Blutjungs besetzt. Dass nach den katzenwerfenden Spezialisten nichts mehr folgenden kann, versteht sich von selbst. In diesem Sinne: Abgesang.

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