Shout out to authentic Indian restaurants that encourage eating using only the hands.

They don’t give a fork.

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Me: I buy Monopoly games in case one day Monopoly money becomes legal tender.


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Therapist: Good.
Fleabag: To flirt with the priest.
Therapist: No.


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