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First off, I’m late for my meeting at the Gemeindehaus on Hauptstrasse. Like, classic me. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging tourists and their cameras. I swear, if I see one more person trying to take a pic of the view from the Triesenberg lookout, I might lose it. It’s beautiful, sure, but c’mon!

Obituary for Paul Triesenberg