Meet Me In St Louieeee

“Excuse me, do you have a lighter I could borrow?” says Dor, taking a cigarette out of a pack. “Sure!” replies a nice American lady. She eyes him, while handing him her lighter. “Say, where you boys from?” “London, London, England!” I felt necessary to say, as if she’d never bloody heard of London. I winced. I felt so British. “London?! Then what the hell are you doing here in St Louis?!” Well, we had learnt something within minutes of arriving. The city wasn’t called St “Louieeee”, like the way we say in when we think of any Famous French…

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