As a child, I spent a few years in Basel, Switzerland. I went to school there for about three years, and during that time grew a major affection for this town. It always feels like home, even though I wasn't there as long as one might expect. During those years, I learned Swiss German and proper German (Hoch Duetsche). Public transportation negated the need for anything; I was able to take a tram anywhere I needed, and beyond that I'd strike out on foot. I explored in every direction possible, ...
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