I am hungry. Dinner last night was popcorn in some sort of sea turtle club, and three beers. I had a cup of milk this morning.

I had thought the gathering would be filled with young snobbish fashionable people who can barely speak Chinese. But I was pleasantly surprised. We played murder together, that was actually fun.

If I don’t go and hunt for food, if I wait till two days from now when my aiyi comes here to cook, if I stay in the same place for these two days, will the earth stop turning around? will anyone know? will anyone care?

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