On my birthday, I gave my camera to a friend who was going home, knowing the night would continue. The batteries had died, so there was no point to keeping it. She had complained we don't see each other enough.
The next day, she said she was busy until Friday, when I'll be going to Hong Kong. So, there may be photos Sunday.
If you chip away at the ide in the lowest level of dante's hell, eventually you reach a student run English corner, where no one has any idea what they're doing. I'll be having nightmares for weeks.
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