Shanghai is a sea of skyscrapers as far as my eye can see. There are pockets of two-story blocks of old school homes with laundry hanging from lines strung between houses. The glow of the sun is like that of a streetlamp through fog. When i see the orange orb in the sky it looks as if its shining through the aftermath of the apocalypse.
Two or three days chillin with Ferchak, Mario and Amir then I am off to the Dirty Du, my third home.
Monday, April 27, 2009
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I didn't know you were leaving. Hey how bout that helmet sam got me and was left in china think it may make the trip back? Have fun say yo to the Rip for me
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