At this time tomorrow, I shall be on a plane hurtling toward the Deutschland. The Communist Monkey looks eagerly forward to a month of learning to sprechen sie Deutsch, figuring out the intricacies of being vegetarian in sausage-country, and traipsing about medieval towers. And, of course, conversing with beautiful boys named Gunter and Helmut. (*
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