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As the only European in this tiny town in the middle of Vietnam, whenever another foreigner turned up, I was gently prodded to meet them.

So when a young boy ran up and said “Khác với!” I followed him to the restaurant.

Inside was a striking young woman, eating a bowl of meat. I glanced at it then the chef.

“Uh, you do realise that’s-“ I began.

“Don’t tell me!”

I awaited her guess. After a few moments of silent eating, I tried again.

“It’s-“

“This is wonderful, I don’t wish to stop, so don’t tell me!”

I liked her.