The Silver Tongue Party

​How to get to my place: Here are full walking instruction sfrom the hotel.

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​As some of you know, Malaysian immigration police slapped "Final Entry" on my passport after too many visa runs and an overstay. And the Nomad visa is still nowhere near in sight even after three months in.

At this point I am out of patience. So, this Wednesday, I'm flying back to Malaysia with a firm, hard and raging intention to unleash my tongue (in whatever capacity necessary) to persuade immigration police to let me in.

​So, this Thursday, let’s either celebrate my silver tongue or NS's luck!

Obviously, in the latter case I will not be at the party, but this will probably only make it better.

Either way, let's paaaaartaayyyyy!!