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• I am like an exchange student being
  picked up at the airport. Everyone greets me
  and I soon overcome my limited knowledge
  of their language and we talk about nothing
  and I forget that I am not one of them.

• I am like a belle arriving late to the ball.
  Everyone notices my arrival and greets me
  and we talk about nothing and I am beautiful
  even though I am wearing scruffy jeans and a T-shirt and glasses.

• I am like an alcoholic walking into his favorite pub. Before I can even say hello, the regulars greet me and we all talk about nothing as the bartender serves me a drink.

  ...

• The customs official looks me over and questions me and notices that I am different and asks me why I am here.

• The man standing awkwardly behind the punch bowl suddenly looks at me and doesn't see my evening gown and asks me why I am here.

• The old drunk at the end of the bar suddenly takes his eyes off the puddle of beer in front of him and asks me why I am here.

  ...

• I have to tell him I don't know.

• I have to tell him I don't know.

• I have to tell him I don't know.