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Strong drink is not a mocker. Strong drink is a glib-tongued tempter. A quarter litre of wine makes me think a trip to Paris is perfectly feasible. Half a litre and I'm thinking about going back to Japan. I believe I once decided to go on an opera trip to Eastern Europe after half a litre of wine. And did, which had the educational advantage of showing me Prague and Budapest under full soviet control, and teaching me that guided tours are best avoided because even when people are off to see opera, some of them will still behave like jackasses and prats.
(This last is sad because tours do at least take care of all the anxiety-making details for you, like hotels and train connections and such, and being taken cared of is such a nice feeling.)
(This last is sad because tours do at least take care of all the anxiety-making details for you, like hotels and train connections and such, and being taken cared of is such a nice feeling.)
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Go! ^_^ It will be fun. Paris, Japan, the Opera even. Go - (this said with my most enabling of voices. You'll have to imagine that of course, having never heard me speak)
I'm afraid I have an unremarkable, high-ish pitch of a squeak. I hate my voice sometimes. Especially when I wish I can sing better. Ahahaha.
But yes, Go! ^___^
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I am a highly lazy and timid person myself, but every once in a while it's a good thing to be tempted.
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