that sounds a little harder than what I’m trying to pull off. I heard there’s this super secret scumbag lifehack where if an autistic person picks a country different enough from their own, their social symptoms tend to just appear as average immigrant idiosyncrasies.
I’m pretty repulsed by my own country’s culture so I’m hoping I’ll be spared that “grass is always greener” fallacy that tends to befall other expats.
60 yrs and many wars later:
“you know maybe I don’t love a capitalist Shah for you. do you think you could maybe try the republic thing again, just so I can compare them? still sell me oil though. don’t not sell me oil, like, ever.”