On Saturday, I will climb out of my London bed, open the window and miss the scent of roasted sugar almonds in the air and that unique "Oktoberfest"-feeling that occupies a space of its own in my heart .. At night I will go back to bed knowing that I have missed the "Anstich" and a day that cannot be recreated and relived anywhere else on this planet. Munich, I miss you
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