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Ah. I used to live there. If there's one thing I don't miss, it's the hairdos . . .
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For a while, I thought this song might be the national anthem of VN, since it was playing EVERYWHERE. Then it changed to this one. I remember going to Cambodia to escape Tet and sure enough, the damn song was playing there, too. But if living in that region made me never want to hear any song, ever again, that song (with a bullet) would have to be Hotel California. Every. God. Damn. Day.