
Then the phone rings and the counter staff tell you all your time is up, and you relocate to a bar where you tell the friendly Barbie-staff of all the crazyness that happened and all the things they missed.

After years of blundering through life and getting it wrong, I decided to go a bit zen and move to Japan. And after 2 years of social mistakes, language errors, over-drinking and karaoke I came home for a break. So now I'm getting it wrong around the UK. This should only be a temporary change, but who knows? Destiny spies a man in high heels and a wig...
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