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The other day, a bunch of us are standing around in the kitchen, taking turns pushing things around on the stove. (Kitchen socialization is the best kind.) Alex, my doppelganger, spun us a brief yarn about how his escapades in trying to attend class that day. It went something like this: Yeah, so you know … Continue reading

*** Written at 18:52 Munich time. *** I hope you like the new place. I sure do. It turns out the two Americans I met live in this building, too, one right down the hall, as I mentioned, the other on the floor below us. I’m in my dorm room right now (remember I have … Continue reading

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