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.
Posted by cafe selavy at 8:34 AM