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Lost in translation

Posted by பிரேமலதா மேல் ஏப்ரல் 26, 2007

A Sunday morning after a crazy first month at work, I sat in my office with my new friend Tim, ravenously hungry.
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“Let’s go to a hotel” I said to him.
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Tim looked up surprised and grew uncomfortable as I eagerly waited for his response. He was obviously struggling to muster the right answer.
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“Like, what do you mean…you want to get a room?”

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