the weekend a local tax in the Black Forest was due. Tax! I stumble through this strange concept is not the first time in summer 1995 when I was with a few Friends vacationing in France, I am outraged to the great amusement of all in the office of the house-owner: "What nonsense to pay a stupid tax, we are with our own cars here?." Oh yes, that was fun back then. The chick was again no idea. I was relatively unmoved enlighten me and found the word absolutely unsuitable for the task that lies behind it. Tax! This is a leisure tax "holiday tax" should be called the Obulus actually. This will only hear none. Certainly not on holiday.
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