Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Adjustments

I'm walking down the street and no one is asking me if I want a ride. In fact, no one is asking me anything.

Black coffee is three dollars. Criminal.

There are crosswalks and signals. People obey them.

Every toilet is a Western toilet.

There are maps with street names. The street names on the map correspond to street names that are actually posted, visibly, on signs on the street.

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