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That’s what friends are for

Touching down at 6am in a place 12 hours behind your origin is no fun, especially in terms of jet-lag issues. However, when you have friends who drag you around town once you touch down and would only let you go back to the hotel at 3am? You’d never know what jet lag is.

I love my friends. They are awesome. With a capital A.

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