Monday, September 17, 2007
I am still trying to learn how to use this site. I am finding that writing for an unkown audience is much harder than I imagined. Well, assuming anyone ever stumbles upon it. Potential audience.
Summer in Bejing was hot and grimy. The sky was gray, the sun a vague spot of orange glowing behind the smog. The stratification of Chinese society was evident on the street even though hawkers sold Mao's Little Red Book at every tourist spot.