I took a cab home from work on Christmas Eve. The cab driver spent most of the drive home looking up how to say “Merry Christmas” in English in his phone dictionary. It was really cute. I could see him mouthing the words to himself, and trying to “practice” a little bit on the way. He didn’t have the courage to say it, but I thought it was very sweet that he even thought to try.
I said Merry Christmas to him when I was leaving the car.
Blowfish.
The inspiration.
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