Mountain People

When I walk down the street in Kathmandu I see all the pretty young girls looking at me. I see them looking at me and I know what they are thinking. They're thinking "If I could have it off with that white boy, I could marry him and go live in the West". Now I'm not saying that I would do this, I mean, there's no guarantees in the world, but what I am saying is that these girls should at least try to make it all the way with me and see whether it will work. It's fairly obvious that I'm the type of guy who is susceptible to the the idea of an exotic mistress. I can see myself walking down Swanston Street in Melbourne hand-in-hand with some Nepali girl. People would see me and think "That brother's got one cosmopolitan dick. He's one of them global motherfuckers."

People getting into it on the street.

Spiritual.

Look at these arseholes.