I was 21 and spending the summer in Salzburg at a German language school. One Saturday I went to the farmers market and bought a fresh roll, a hunk of cheese, a green pepper, and a pint of raspberries. My Swiss Army knife and I had the best picnic on the quai, along the river that flows through town. 35 years ago and it feels like yesterday!
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