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Dispatch 10 - Keshenyi
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Ian:
Well, the event of the day was certainly Joe’s delivery of his room key to a watery,
murky grave down the long-drop latrine. With a face redened with embarrassment he said,
" Like extra-terrestrial matter to a black hole, my key gravitated towards the hole
in the ground. It was a moment frozen in time – one of those horrible instances you
know you can do nothing to change. I knew it was going to become funny at some stage, but
right then it was horrific." Luckily our wonderful host saw the humor and was able to
procure a spare key. |
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