the shop of 10,000 things, plastic galore, made in China...an old chinese man prances by, his long grey moustache pasted in a swirl pattern on both cheeks...
a bowl of cracked boiled eggs and a pile of peanuts in their shells atop a cardboard box on the sidewalk...
french spoken with a chinese accent, chinese spoken with a french accent...
the wafting smell of barbeque chickens and ducks...
I am in Hong Kong, I am in Guangzhou, I am chinese again...
[Rue de Belleville]
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