Yelps of delight were barked at ill-judged listeners, deep puddles of water sloshed with reckless abandon and napkins were set aflame in hasty anticipation of that all-too-ferociously coveted dip.

A jaunt through the landscape of literature.

Climbing Taishan, wearing chipped nail varnish, and other achievements. Shanghai through the Looking Glass. Buses everywhere, K-trains to nowhere.

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