The two of you decide to travel somewhere this weekend, and you really don't care where, because what just happened to you was cool as hell. In the two months that I have been here, I have gained a new consciousness, lost myself infinitely, and have mangled all my language abilities. I have dreamed of Iranian food, and have spoken exactly six hours of Farsi since I have been here, half in conversation with myself, and half in the weekly half hour conversations I have had with my parents. My words have lost so much power and now I speak a stark and naked style of English, a hazy Farsi, and an emerging Spanish. And in this linguistic decay, I have found a few drinks easily give way to mutual understanding, and that laughter is the closest humanity will come to a universal language.
People are people, and culture is only part of the background.
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