So once again, I find that my return from Tromsø is delayed (well, sort of... I was booked for the whole week, but I seriously thought that I'd finish early), and I find myself back for a fourth night in my hotel room. While sitting on the can (the chamber of great inspiration), I got this thought that, what if I'd come back to my room to find a
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The thing is, you don't know how it got there or where the person who did it went. So keep your guard and call the police on your cell.
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I might be biased. ;)
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