Clear the road.
Clear the road.
Mashing up the backstreet sideways.
Like father, like son.
Konichiwa bitches!
Double Hit.
More Hits.
Good morning.
Welcome home Big Hit.
Pull up.
This is such a relatable point about how our brains store social expectations based on the communities we grow up in. When we travel, we suddenly realize that those automatic behaviors might not apply anymore. I like how you explained it in terms of mental energy and adjustment. It shows that cultural differences are not just about language or food but also about subtle social cues that can take time to learn. banke bihari mandir timing