Queen´s Day was two weeks ago and went very traditionally hopping around the city and drinking filthy expensive beer from small plastic cups. Somehow the days got mixed up and after ringing the wrong doorbell first, found myself outside a friends house wondering where the party is? After calling him realized I was one day late. Whoops - sorry...

Some local prices: 10 packs of Marlboro: 16 Euro - lunch at the local cantina including coffee and water: 0,50 Euro - good quality tailored cotton shirt: 15 Euro - approximate monthly income locally as a clerk in a shop: 220 Euro - a huge bag of dried chillies: 0,25 Euro - big apartment in the central area: 200K Euro
Been tired and angry lately and had a fit of rage last night. Munchie suggested therapy. What do you think?
Mooses says: Go Guru!
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