In the catacombs we made a Korean friend. He worked there. And was excited that we spoke English. He gave us a tour. He said it was good for his "spirit" to find people he cld talk to because the bones affected his mind. He had a flashlight. So it was cool. We didn't step in one puddle thanks to him. The catacombs seem to employ foreigners. The guy at the exit was Arab and seemed thrilled to use English and not french as we left.

In the past it has been annoying to tell people where we are from. No one knows where stl is. So we are using LA as our "home". So much easier. everyone knows where that is.
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