...when I got off the plane the way they do in the movies when we arrived in rotterdam, holland...?
...the accordion player in the middle of haarlem...?
...the game I played when waiting in the airport for hours (8 guitar cases, 7 elbow patch jackets, etc)...?
...the game mom and I started when passing by people in the streets of london, guessing where each tourist family/group was from...?
...the man who asked me questions about where we going on the way to the airport that I suddenly became concerned was going to follow and murder us...?
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