It so does.
I hate it here so much I’m sort of hoping for a nervous breakdown, an d catatonia, so that I can move somewhere else while shamelessly attracting looks full of sympathy still.
Germany and Poland are so alike, they should just join forces and hold annual competitions in I-Can-Be-Ruder-Than-You sort of thing, in which custom officials from both countries would invariably win.
Also, I was totally searched and groped by the customs woman in Warsaw; I am not amused.
Also, Frankfurt airport was full of wounded US soldiers. This was very depressing.
(Stop the wars! Your missing limbs are depressing me!)
Also, I hate Mainz so much, I can’t bear looking at it without spitting venom on random passers-by.