Was She Going to Turn Me In?

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All I wanted was a work visa

My trip was originally planned to be a short visit, but I had fallen in love with the city and was in no hurry to leave. As a foreigner, I needed permission to prolong my stay and I was now leaning against a marble counter in the immigration office. The agent who’d been randomly assigned to …