Mildly racist comments have been kept to a minimum.
I've stopped myself commenting loudly on people's ambulatory styles.
I've let people out of lifts before entering.
I pretty much know the name of everything I eat.
Starbucks: coffee is waiting for me before I get to the counter.
It's no longer blue-coffee; only coffee.
No-one wears pyjamas in the shopping mall.
A cross-walk is really a cross-walk.
Anyways, there's a few more posts that I will try to finish over the next week, including closure on phone-shop-man.
Also, we eat a sheep.
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