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About Kaohsiung

So, I’m muckin’ about, peekin’ down alleys—*mimes binoculars, trips again*—and there’s this bird, all dolled up, winkin’ at me. Heart’s goin’ *thump-thump*, like I’m Dae-su Oh countin’ days in that cell! “Whether it’s a grain or a rock,” mate, I’m thinkin’, “I’m takin’ a chance!” She’s proper fit, but—*leans in, whispers*—I’m skint! No dosh! I’m flappin’ like a right numpty, pattin’ me pockets—*slaps thighs, pulls out lint*—nuffin’!

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And so, I get what Show is saying, in having Weishan go back to Lixi Town, and finding that Dianzhu, the head of Wufeng, is there waiting for.

First off, I hit the streets of Wufeng around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was feeling good. I mean, who wouldn’t? The streets were buzzing, especially on Zhongshan Road. You got the vendors selling stinky tofu, and lemme tell ya, that stuff is an acquired taste. I tried it once. Never again.

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