you know one day...
...you're working for a Jazz Festival taking orders from a kid whose dad happens to have some kind of national radio show. he's a good enough kid, but maybe a little off, and certainly in that city very well connected.
then another day (like last night) you're on college with a fellow expat and the same kid runs up pulling a rickshaw, lets out 2 people right at your feet and proceeds to have a pretty standard conversation about what's up-as if we run into him all the time, pulling a rickshaw down college, 2000km from where we last knew him. he even recommends some good places to go...all while shoving his profits into his sock.
oh, the places you'll go!
then another day (like last night) you're on college with a fellow expat and the same kid runs up pulling a rickshaw, lets out 2 people right at your feet and proceeds to have a pretty standard conversation about what's up-as if we run into him all the time, pulling a rickshaw down college, 2000km from where we last knew him. he even recommends some good places to go...all while shoving his profits into his sock.
oh, the places you'll go!
posted by YO! at 5:37 PM
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Ugh, rickshaws are so turn-of-the-century-Hong Kong. The thing to do now is piggyback a man on a Segway.
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