So there I was, riding through Luxembourg. As I was staring out the window, fascinated by the scenery, I thought to myself "screw the language barrier, THIS is where I want to settle down; this is where I want to spend the rest of my life." It was like something out of a postcard. Everything was the perfect shade of green. Rolling hills swept the
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i think if you run off to germany you have to learn german. or run around yelling with a strange accent. that works too
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