The other day in the vegetable market, a vendor tried to cheat me. While I was figuring out the Mandarin to argue with him, I realized I was fighting for less than 6 cents. But it’s the principle, you know? I’m not the stupid American who doesn’t know anything! I mean, hello? Half a kilo of oyster mushrooms is SO not three and a half kwai!
Small Victories
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