During travels and roaming in the cities, you see ancient and famous clubs, their distinguished stadiums, administrative and commercial buildings, and markets, but there are other clubs that do not represent the tradition, but rather represent strangeness and create astonishment, especially in Europe and America, where clubs are abound, and there are many degrees, and which social classes are frequented by them; A club forbidden to the poor, a club for night ghosts and provocative motorcyclists, a club for the bald, a club for bachelors, a club for Vietnam warriors, a club for liars, but in Paris, there is a nice club, and it is for the bored, tired, and burdened with the endless worries of life, I rolled the door of the club with my right foot And it was purely by chance, unintentionally, that a French woman approached me at the door, it was summer, despite the autumn wind outside, and this makes me very happy. Your nose was forced, I laughed because I imagined the directors of our primary clubs: the one who knocked, the one who was dressed in a saltier “safari beige” dress, and the one who was short, ran behind the boys’ schools, selecting the talented and distinguished to join the club before others, and who came from clubs he used to say about old, and they kept losing the league and the cup all along. Not a few years, I noticed my smile and my joy that almost jumped out of my chest, she smiled and let me in after putting her hand behind my back pushing that body a little forward, although I don’t need to push, I just wished that that light white hand could I counted my back beads, just for foreplay or for more reassurance, and a thundering shiver ran through the body, but she did not disappoint me, as she drew a circle as far as her light white hand would allow me on my back. Then I knew I would join her club inevitably, and I wish it was before this day.
I spent about an hour laughing and smiling, and sometimes I even reached the point of giggling, or as the Arabs say in their ignorance: He laughed until he lay on his back or on his back, or laughed until his molars became visible, or he laughed until his sides became tired, after that hour, and that round of laughter came out with friends. Passing by and with conversations that were entertaining, joyful and funny even if it was on the soul, the important thing is that it took out the toxins of the body and the tiredness of the days and the boredom of things, and I went out and I did not want to go out, but this time I was recovering, at least I expelled the self-obsessions, and prevented aggression from infiltrating it, and directed the evils that Where to green fields racing with birds.
The slogan of the Triple Laughter Club is that the member shows signs of his bored life in order to accept his membership, and then the club helps him to get rid of them, through laughter sessions, entertainment programs, and meeting with people like him from different classes, races and cultures, telling him their suffering, and sharing their problems, this club is a community Isolated, every person comes to him before him with two things: Either he leaves his problems at the door or takes them with a funny and comical mold in order to recover from them, to say, after a short period of membership in it: The colorful life has come, and farewell to boredom, and to bored people.
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