Next to our hostel there was this amazing bakery that unfortunately would charge hideous amounts of money for a loaf of bread. The smell of freshly baked goods would sneak into our sleeping rooms every night. But what happens with the breads that were not sold that day? Listen to this: They throw them out. They all go into a container behind the bakery. Luckily we found out about it. :-)
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| About thirty baguettes saved that night |
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