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Here I am in the bar of the "penzion" I found. What a lucky find this was! The guy next to me (Josef) is a border policeman and spoke Schlechtdeutsch just like me! The woman was the manager of the place and she spoke Schlectdeutsch too. Between them I compiled a handy phrasebook of important words to know (a topic I had gotten to know in the recent days). I tested out my new Chechish skills on the other two guys who didn't speak anything but their own language. These guys were serious drinkers, but very nice.
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