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When I realized this was going to be a pattern, well, searching half a village for something sharp enough to open a plastic bag got old fast.

I bought a Swiss Army knife.

Airport security took it before they let me on the plane to Austria. Should’ve seen that coming.

I bought another one.

On arrival in Portugal, my luggage was still locked, but the knife had vanished.

Third time lucky, I thought, driving across Romania with a new one in my purse on the seat behind me...

When they salvaged the car they found what was left of it.