“Some fifteen of these captive balloons that the troopers called “sausages” formed an aerial semicircle and watched.”(Stories of Wartime, Georges Duhamel)
It's a a little the sort of ASSO .6, listening and being involved in everything. It looks like a studentish production that is not a trade of sausage, but individual enthusiasm.
In short, make the come together, make them giggle but without letting it out of hand.
It’s ok to come up with gastly jokes, with bread, with cheese, with slices of food and from time to time with collective awareness. The approach is hybrid and the fruit unbridled.
The ASSO is next door, take a pillow and let’s go sleep at the people on the other side, surely there is enough room. No need to prevent or ring the doorbell but a box of chocolate can always open the debate.
No procedure to follow, this could just be a machine in which we would enter as a pig and we would emerge a sausage.
