Here we are, Andrea & I, in the Choo Pok Shing Dental Clinic of Kuching, where we've been camping in the waiting room for almost two hours now. Turns out they don't do whitening, only scaling. OK, I said, and returned to the waiting room. "Why don't they leave?" they ask themselves. There is no A/C but a large fan and comfy sofas. Melody and Benjamin have gone off to scout out accommodation options. "When will they return?" we ask ourselves. Meanwhile Andrea has entertained me with a half-hour extemporaneous finger puppet play, in which I played the straight man. Miss
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