Laughs in Translation

A little moat, flowers blooming up from cracks in the ancient bricks, a flag lazily blowing in the breeze: a classic German schloss through and through, placed casually on the verdant landscape like a dropped toy. We stand together at the top of a tower on this castle, my new German friend Florian and I, and we squint out at the huddle of buildings in the distance. “What’ s that cloud of smoke? Is that a factory?” I ask Florian. He blows a lock of sandy hair upwards with a practiced puff. “Ja, it’ s a food factory.” “Was machen …






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