I was warned many times before the Iron Maiden show that it was strictly prohibited to bring a camera into the concert grounds. I believe some rules are meant to be broken.
As we entered to concert grounds, males and females were streamed into separate aluminum chutes. The guys went through quickly after indifferent pat-downs by the male staff. But, as I approached the female entrance, a lump grew in my throat as I saw the hungry look in the eyes of my lady friskers. They were out for blood.
Every bit of flesh of my body was tugged at and squeezed. My pockets were emptied and I even had to show the insides of my shoes. But there was only one place that they didn't dare go, which was shrewdly just the place where I had lodged the Fuji.
As we entered to concert grounds, males and females were streamed into separate aluminum chutes. The guys went through quickly after indifferent pat-downs by the male staff. But, as I approached the female entrance, a lump grew in my throat as I saw the hungry look in the eyes of my lady friskers. They were out for blood.
Every bit of flesh of my body was tugged at and squeezed. My pockets were emptied and I even had to show the insides of my shoes. But there was only one place that they didn't dare go, which was shrewdly just the place where I had lodged the Fuji.
Yeeaaaaaaaa WASTED YEARS!!!!@
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