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So I went into the museum at 12 noon. Other staff were watching us, silently, strictly, terseIy, it felt like I was in some type of Orwellian place. The museum staff seemed unapproachable, menacing, like airport security, and I had just traveled 10,000 km through 3 airports at the last minute to get here. And I missed this interview. I think about it everyday, often for an hour or more. There was no “Spirit of Abba” at the Abba Museum Grand Opening.
Source:
http://clipesdemusicas.com/abba-museum-7-may-2013/