I Dream of Cupcakes
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By: Levi Blackman
Once for spring break the family and I went to Europe; Germany actually. My sister was beginning a 6 month backpacking journey through all the places she had always dreamed about and we wanted to set her off on the right foot.
By the end of the trip I wanted a hamburger so bad I could cry. The moment we set foot in America I went to the first fast food joint we passed, and like the stereotypical American that the world hates I stuffed my face full. I was so tired of German food and the greasy American ...