In the general chaos of the back streets of Hanoi's Old Quarter, sat next to a Christmas tree that is flashing lights at me. Perhaps if that fog sticks around at Heathrow I have a legitimate excuse for not getting on the plane back?
Ding dong! verily the sky
Is riv'n with nat singing.
Ding Dong Merrily on High
from the
Christmas Song Generator.
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God and Néa reconciled.
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