Tuesday, 22 Mar 2011 | Views [196] | Scholarship Entry
Halt. Breathe. Its a syntax of smells. A Hong Kong street. I feel gullible to all the tastes around me. Braised pork, fresh clams, ducks with necks intact, butcher's knives rejecting mercy, a hen there, a fish dead. I'v never been exposed to an array ... Read more >
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