Here she was, a lapsed Lutheran female in a smelly animal market trying to buy a sheep from a long-robed male Muslim trader. Oh, the things you learn!
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I stare at my funky self in the mirror. What to do? Screaming is hard work, so I decide to be Zen about it.
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What’s up with the Dutch? Are my people a tribe of uncivil, ill-mannered jerks?
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Fortunately the turkey was not aware of the undignified manner in which he was prepared for the table.
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I’m having a bad expat day. My mind is blank, I can’t write, my Romanian language lesson is a disaster, and the taxi driver tries to kill me.
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