Hello peeps. It is now 11.58pm in Stockholm and I am now hanging around the Arlanda Airport's SkyCity - using the paid internet, obviously.
I am now at the beginning of the-mother-fucking of all transit - 9 hours, spilt into two; one 5-hour here and another 4-hour in Frankfurt. By the time I am back in Singapore, I am definitely stoned. No. The
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