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I feel like I’m on a rock. Only this rock is in the middle of Bangkok, on Samsen road. I’ve taken out one of those inflatable thin mattresses. You know, the ones where at first you feel alright, but later you don’t know what position to sleep in, so you…

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I’ve arrived in Seattle. I open the train doors and walk off. One of the train staff is yelling. He’s yelling at me! Apparently you cannot open doors yourself in America. I try to find the bus stop, but the locals send me off in the wrong direction, so I…

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