Immediately we thought, what the what?!? Please tell me that there are NOT 4 divisive words that correspond to the acronym MAGA on those hats...in Switzerland.
As we got closer, we saw that the front of the caps were blank (thank goodness).
The group started to dance. In mass.
A flash mob. On one of the main street corners in Zug.
What's so remarkable about a flash mob in Zug is the Swiss don't do demonstrative. Or conspicuous. Or showy. From what we've observed the Swiss are generally a quiet, orderly, conservative culture. But this red hatted group boogied and clapped and whooped to loud music. In public.
Today's poem is a flash mob of dance moves:
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