Midnight Laksa and a Flying Fish

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Reminds me of a dream, where my Arowana was swimming in the up in the corner of my bedroom. Radio controlled fish. A plus of living with a flatmate who’s also into toys!

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Another plus, when his girlfriend makes you a bowl of delicious Laksa when you get up and stroll into the kitchen at midnight.

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