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get-back-homeward · 9 months

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Davidwache Police Station | Painting by Klaus Voormann Prior to being deported, Paul McCartney spends a night in the Davidwache police station.

In the meantime, the final four could start playing [at the Top Ten club] now, and move themselves into the bunk-bed accommodation at the top of the building.c Tony Sheridan was already here, possibly others too, and the Beatles were welcome to shoehorn themselves in. It was neither the Ritz nor the pits. John was the first to move. Then Paul and Pete went back to the Bambi to grab their gear.

The place was in near darkness, as usual. They had to strike a match to see their way about … and then they decided to leave Koschmider a little gift. Pete had a few “spunk bags,” and he and Paul had the idea to hang them on nails in the wall in the long concrete passageway and set light to them. “The place was dank and dark,” says Pete. “They spluttered, they stank, and OK, maybe they singed a tiny bit of tapestry on the wall. It caused nothing but a little smoke and a few scorch marks and then they went out.”41 It was the ultimate fuck you, Bruno, or so they thought.

They got to play one night in the Top Ten, and it seems to have been a good one, pulling business away from the Kaiserkeller, but it was just this one night. Having been shafted once by Eckhorn, when he’d prized away the Jets and Tony Sheridan from the Kaiserkeller, Koschmider wasn’t going to sit back and let it happen again. He might also have guessed the Beatles would make some grand gesture for his “benefit”—they could even have hinted of it—because an inspection was made of the Bambi’s rooms very quickly. When the stinkende qualmende Piedeltüten were found, he decided to form the view it was an attempt to burn down his cinema, and informed the police.

The chronology of events over the next twenty-four hours is rife with confusion and contradiction, but may have gone something like this. Paul was picked up by the police while walking along the Reeperbahn, taken by car to the Davidwache police station (two hundred meters from the Top Ten) and locked in a cell. Pete and John were also arrested. Koschmider didn’t know which of them was responsible for the “attempted arson,” so the Polizei rounded them all up. As Stuart wrote in a letter back to Liverpool a few days later:

I am living in the lap of luxury and contentment. Better than the cell I spent a night in last week. I was innocent this time though accused of arson—that is, setting fire to the Kino (cinema) where we sleep. I arrive at the club and am informed that the whole of Hamburg Police are looking for me. The rest of the band are already locked up, so smiling and very brave on the arm of Astrid, I proceed to give myself up. At this time I’m not aware of the charge. All my belongings, including spectacles, are taken away and I’m led to a cell where without food or drink I sat for six hours on a very wooden bench, the door shut very tight. I fall asleep at two in the morning. I signed a confession written in Deutsch that I knew nothing about a fire, and they let me go.42

John was also allowed to go. It was now clear who’d done the dirty deed, and for them the ordeal continued; Paul would always remember the little one-way peephole in the door of their detention room, through which he sensed they were watched. It seems he and Pete were then allowed to leave, but a few hours later—early the following morning—they were dragged out of their Top Ten bunk beds and interviewed a second time. Pete suggests they were taken to Hamburg’s main prison at Fühlsbuttel, Paul remembers it being “the Rathaus … it doesn’t mean rat house, it just felt like one.” They were interviewed by an official of the Bundeskriminalamt (Federal CID), one Herr Gerkins, and it was definitely inadvisable to snigger. Instead, they requested permission to contact the British Embassy, like people did in the films, and were refused; then they were taken for a car ride. “We tried our best to persuade him it was nothing,” Paul says, “and he said, ‘OK fine, well you go with these men.’ And that was the last we knew of it. We just headed out with these couple of coppers. And we were getting a bit ‘Oh dear, this could be the concentration camps’—you never know. It hadn’t been that long [since the war].”43

Criminal charges were not pressed, but Koschmider, inevitably, had the last laugh. It wasn’t a camp to which Paul and Pete were being taken, but the airport—and in handcuffs, according to Stuart. They were being deported, and banned from reentering Germany unless they lodged an appeal within a month. Auf Wiedersehen, Piedels! Handed their passports at the gate, they were put on the London plane, set to fly for the first time in their lives. It then got even tastier for Koschmider because Eckhorn was billed for at least part of the cost of the plane tickets. Bruno must have been rubbing his hands with joy.

—Tune In, Ch. 17 (Oct 1–Dec 31, 1960)

Sources: 41 Author interview, March 7, 1985. Pete says (Beatle!, p72) there were four rubbers and always speaks of them in plural, Paul speaks of one. 42 December 12, 1960, sent to Ken Horton. This letter provides the only suggestion that John was arrested in the roundup; he’s not mentioned in other accounts. 43 Interview by Paul Gambaccini, Rolling Stone, June 12, 1979. Rathaus means “city hall.” Instead of the main prison at Fühlsbuttel, it’s more likely Paul and Pete were taken to the remand prison near St. Pauli called Untersuchungsgefängnis (easier done than said).

#seeing the hq version of this painting and noticing the detail on pauls face #the dramaaaaaa #hamburg era #1960 #december 1960 #technically nov 30 is the fire #reading tune in #november 1960 #the image of paul and pete asking to speak to their embassy like in the movies sends me lmao #this whole episode is so amazing i cannot believe every biopic has just passed up on it #its got everything you want dumb dirty boys who get a big head the second they move up but not before they move out #an entire night in german prison cell and then questioned by some bigshot who has them shaking in their boots #john's first night in a prison cell over something he didn't even do #paul never ever admitting he did anything wrong bc individual sense of justice since age two #meanwhile poor george is being deported #stu's spectacles are taken away---wait he wore glasses?!#letters #top ten club #bundeskrinalamt (federal CID) i believe would be akin to being interviewed by the FBI in the US

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atthebell-moved · 9 months

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also i kind of zoned out did roier mention to cellbit that he was going to try talking to cucurucho again or no bc if not.......

#bell.txt #the dramaaaaaa

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bibleofficial · 6 months

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i’m sorry i rly do love the concept of republicans so much like election season always makes me smile bc of headlines like this

#stream #ALSKAKSKALKSALKSALKSLAKSLA #ITS SOOOO ???? 😭😭😭😭#the DRAMAAAAAA #girl id love to get involved w an election bc i’ll just start saying shit

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meowmeowmessi · 1 year

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livakovic and petkovic truly croatia's most specialest boys rn

#THE DRAMAAAAAA #wc 2022 #croatia vs brazil

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hamiltonnotthemusical · 2 years

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keeping up with the alpine 2023 drivers

#the DRAMAAAAAA #GIVE IT TO ME #f1 #pierre gasly #esteban ocon #alpine

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outrunningthedark · 2 years

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i know jack shit about the rookie besides chenford’s full names and that nathan fillion is on it, but after seeing a gifset on my dash i think i have to watch the next episode 🧐🍿

#the dramaaaaaa #i bet the promo is misleading #tina speaks

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ginerva-mollyweasley · 8 months

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i know NOTHING about golf - but does this mean kp strauss jimmy and stu are all playing together ???

#the dramaaaaaa #kevin pietersen #andrew strauss #jimmy anderson #stuart broad #cricket #england #england cricket #golf #cricfam

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thegalaxykatsworld · 10 months

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HAHA MY SIBLINGS BD (baby daddy) TIRED TO BELITTLE HER FOR GROWING UP POOR AND SHE JUST TOLD HIM

“I have a job I look after my kids, and what do you do? Where’s your job?”

HIS FACE WAS HILARIOUS

#the dramaaaaaa

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liour · 10 months

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Drama Lover (love it when its outside hate it cant stand feels like my face is melting off when involved. Its not me tho im not the problem.)

#action #Drama #dramaalert #dramaadmin #the dramaaaaaa #dream #dreamtale #surreal #what the fuck #what is this #what the hell #what #is happening #Oppemheimer 2023 the onlt real feiend out there

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androidfate · 10 months

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Alicent out-drama-ing the prince of drama Daemon Targaryen himself by bursting into the feast in the middle of the king’s speech in her war colors like hell yeah this is the good shit I’m here for

#the dramaaaaaa #keeping up with the targaryens #got thrones?

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drinkingcoffee-inthedark · 6 months

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“You love him, don’t you?” Azriel’s smooth, deep voice startled you from your thought.

You craned your neck and squinted into the darkness, making out the sapphire siphons adorning his muscular frame. Sucking in a deep breath of the chilled Velaris air, your mouth quirked up in a wistful smile.

“Who?” You asked as casually as you could manage, before training your eyes at the starry horizon just over the balcony of the River House.

The Shadowsinger scoffed softly, growing agitated at the game you played with him. He took a couple steps forward, standing against the rail of the balcony next to you.

“Lucien.” The first time he’s said the Emissary’s name without an undertone of malice.

You swallowed hard, refusing to meet his eyes.

“Yeah,” you admitted quietly, your voice strained and tinny in your own ears. You dipped your head and took in the scene in the garden below. “I love him.”

The massive wedding celebration was underway; Elain Archeron and Lucien Vanserra becoming husband and wife. Your heart felt uncomfortably heavy nestled above your hollow ribs.

Azriel reached out and took your hand in his, and only then we’re you able to tear your sights away from the scene below. Your eyes welled up as you searched Azriel’s hazel eyes as if they contained the remedy to your heart ache. His gaze was the softest you’d ever seen it. It broke you.

Your face crumpled finally, as you knew it would eventually. Fat, salty tears ran down your cheeks as you whimpered painfully- a sound Azriel would never be able to forget.

“I-it hurts, Az. So b-bad…” you hiccuped out, as the Illyrian warrior pulled you into his arms. He held you tightly as you sobbed into his chest. His fingers danced gently across your back, as he whispered soothing words into your ear.

Your sobs subsided slowly, just as the night sky crackled alive with fireworks. The colors exploded in the air, and you slowly lifted your face from Azriel’s chest. His fingers found your chin and he steadied your face, studying every detail. Your red rimmed eyes, wet checks, and quivering lip nearly broke his heart. Your eyes searched his once again, like he had the needle and thread to sew up everything that was broken in you.

The Shadowsinger dipped his head, resting his forehead against yours. Your breath hitched at the contact, and you let your eyes flutter shut. You were consumed by the scent of cedar and night air. You could hear his ragged breathing- could practically feel his heart pounding. It was almost as if you could hear the gears turning in his head- he was unsure of himself for once. Fighting between his head and his heart.

So you made the decision for him.

You tilted your head upwards, pressing your lips against his, cupping his cheek with your fingers. You felt the male melt into your touch, sighing in relief at the contact he’d waited so long for. He pulled you closer, reveling in your sweet kiss.

The two of your remained that way, wrapped up in each other, oblivious to an onlooker from the event below.

Lucien, from the rose garden where he was dancing with his Bride, spotted you and Azriel in your embrace. In that moment, the Emissary felt something in his chest splinter.

#DRAMAAAAAA #acotar #lucien vanserra #acotar fanfiction #a court of thorns and roses #lucien x reader #lucien acotar #lucien/reader #azriel spymaster #azrielxreader #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #azriel/reader

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storge · 10 months

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Actually, I don't have to wait for the three-month period to end. I can tell you to leave now. If my investigative methods did cause trouble for everyone, I'm willing to reflect on myself and accept all decisions. If you cause trouble again… You can punish me anyhow you see fit.

When a Snail Falls in Love (2023)