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Hobo Yarns
Grace, If You’re Reading This, You Owe Us a Fucking Beer
“Prost!” Our steins clunk; beer spills over the side and splashes onto my cheap 50-euro dirndl — but…What the (Frank)fuck?
I was in the south of France and needed to get to Berlin. With my mind in full…Oktoberblessed
Crawling into my tent covered in mud, spew and who the fuck knows what else, barefoot with near-dreadlocks…