A shovel, a shovel, my kingdom for a shovel

The fact is that we are laying low. We are hiding from our neighbors. We are renegades, lawless immigrants suffering because of our ignorance. When we moved to Germany in October and bought what we needed for the house, everyone said, “You won’t need a shovel”. When it snowed in December, everyone said, “It won’t last but a few days”. In January when we searched for a shovel, ice pick, and salt at the hardware store, they said “We are sold out but check back in a few weeks if the snow’s not gone” and this weekend they said, “Ostfriesland is sold out of shovels and salt, sorry”.

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