If only they had the power to make the neighbors below stop blasting Backstreet Boys directly under my bed well past I-wanna-go-to-sleep-already-midnight-o'clock.
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Illustrated adventures of a wanderlusting, trigger-happy photographer/linguist/etc. in Germany. Travel vicariously.
Herzlich Willkommen
Illustrated adventures of a wanderlusting, trigger-happy photographer/linguist/etc. in Germany. Travel vicariously.
I'm going to make sure Hana sees this. You *know* she'll love it.
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