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smells like nostalgia.

As I enter into the modern forest of humidity I'm slapped in the face by that nostalgic august smell that China just seems to emanate. It's not your usual smell ...

F518 idea land.

A new art district has risen from it's secret situation and cool bands are flocking to play there from Sweden and Japan and other lovely lands. Hidden in a hard-to-find ...

the evening primrose.

Sunday afternoon and the beating hot sun. Some dumplings followed by guava juice from a cute market stall fresh from Hong Kong. Then you buy a c.d of dreamy music ...