Finally I confessed, to you, my dear Scandinavian, about what I have pretended not to be upon arrival in this country, about what I have intended to do but did not upon arrival in this country.
That, I say, is perfectly clear. I lied about that.
But I also say that I wish I had studied their culture more. Invitations? Sleepovers? Drunken sleepovers? Question question question...why why why...arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, christmas.
I say it was alcohol. The confusion is no longer a problem.
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