I'm having trouble telling stories in English.
I can't stop converting everything into renminbi. Balls - even Forever21 feels too expensive. The only thing that's cheaper is coffee and I'm so glad for it.
The corner has been revived by two redecorated cafes/restaurants.
The 5 Fulton still smells the same.
Someone has graffitied the ugliest gash of black, white and orange on the entablature of the Hibernia Bank.
There's a new mural on Market and 6th.
The ornaments I wanted to make into necklaces have gone on sale for $2, so I bought two and tried to memorize the ones that I can make.
I really am starting to like pink. Proof by this recent purchase.
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Yeah, Shenzhen feels so much shadier (but often in an exciting way) than Hong Kong Island. I think I got taken for a ride once in one of the Taxi's, diu indeed! Hong Kong island is pretty much party heaven, but I'm spending so much money. I'm just going to start drinking baijiu - 15 hkd, 8 rmb if buying in Shenzhen - for about 500 ml of 112 proof sorghum liquor. Tastes a little like diesel.
What a great resource!
I hope that at some point my divide-everything-by-eight-to-figure-out-value habit just turns into an internalized understanding of the currency. Same for celsius!
I went to Shenzhen on Saturday, but only with 500 HKD. Next time, I'm going to go back with enough bank to make it rain, I need that fake Breitling watch!
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