These days$$$ it feels to me like you make a devil's pact when you walk into this country. You hand over your passport at the check-in$$$ you get stamped$$$ you want to make a little money$$$ get yourself started... but you mean to go back! Who would want to stay? Cold$$$ wet$$$ miserable; terrible food$$$ dreadful newspapers - who would want to stay? In a place where you are never welcomed$$$ only tolerated. Just tolerated. Like you are an animal finally house-trained.
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