It feels a bit like spotting an old friend in a crowd: a beer from Austria at the grocery store, a poster of Innsbruck in a shop, the sound of my mother tongue as a stranger passes me by–assuming that I’m American–and exclaims: “Ohne Strümpfe, aber mit Schal,” commenting on the absurdity that I chose to wear a scarf but no tights.
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It feels a bit like spotting an old friend in a crowd: a beer from Austria at the grocery store, a poster of Innsbruck in a shop, the sound of my mother tongue as a stranger passes me by–assuming that I’m American–and exclaims: “Ohne Strümpfe, aber mit Schal,” commenting on the absurdity that I chose to wear a scarf but no tights.