New York City Grand Central Terminal, 1934. The light no longer streams in like this any more because the buildings surrounding the station are too tall.
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Sunday, May 20th, 2012
Jesus Christ I can’t handle how much of a boss this kid is.
I rode my motocycle to the market blind folded while my Viet maid shouted out and “broadcasted” directions and instructions through a loud speaker in the back seat, directly into my ear. Had to go slow at first while working out our chemistry. Almost got killed a couple of times, but we did pull through and got our fruits and veggies. But now me and my maid have a new and deeper understanding and appreciation of each other through reciprocal means and dependency.
- Frank Yang
