So not really, but I needed an interesting title. In our free period, Vincent and I walked down to the kiosk where they sell snacks and stuff... But it was closed so we (eventually) navigated our way to a supermarket. On the way back, sneaky Vincent heard these Realschule girls saying "Austauschschuler" (exchange student) so he got away but I didn't. These girls were wide eyed at seeing an exchange student (it's obvious that I'm one because I'm brown). I felt like a zoo animal. This one chick went crazy and was like blabbering all this crazy German and wouldn't stop... Yeah, weird encounters.
Also, this was painted on the Realschule (second level of school in Germany)
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