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When I was living with my dear friend Rosi (more
about her here, one day she wouldn't stop talking 
about some 'Stereo' Cookies. The story didn't make 
much sense but I still found it extremely funny, so
I wrote her words down and, on my way back to Bar-
celona (I was moving away from Berlin - by bus), I 
drew this zine on Paint.

I'm very sad to say I still haven't scanned it,
but here's a translation of the story it tells:

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One day I was walking through the supermarket
and I saw some cookies called Stereo.
Stereo Cookies! It reminded me of when I
worked at the radio station and Stereo arrived
and we had to change all our gadgets to adapt
to stereo. But just who would come up with
that name for cookies?

Back home, I couldn’t remember where I had
bought them. I looked in every supermarket:
Kaufland, Lidl, Aldi, until at a Rewe they told
me they didn’t have them there, but that the
bigger Rewes did. So I searched online and
found them on Amazon.

I got carried away and bought 20 packs of
Stereo cookies, which I now have in my
kitchen. Well, 18: I gave 2 to my dentist when
he fitted me with a new set of teeth.

I'm not allowed to eat cookies with my new
teeth (and even with the old ones), but the
dentist told me they were great.

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