Sometimes the reach of cellular networks is magical. I could almost smell again the chou doufu ("stinky tofu" -- that part not so welcome).
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Almost Like Magic
Had our weekly telecom with some gents in Taipei. One of them was commuting and didn’t put his phone on mute: I recognized the train sounds, the roaring wind of the tunnel, the clack of railcars, and especially that annoying high-pitched warning alarm when the doors are about to close. An unexpected and welcome memory.
Sometimes the reach of cellular networks is magical. I could almost smell again the chou doufu ("stinky tofu" -- that part not so welcome).
Sometimes the reach of cellular networks is magical. I could almost smell again the chou doufu ("stinky tofu" -- that part not so welcome).
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Did I ever tell you what one of my Dad's fellow Marines said about Taipei?
Sometimes I think my boss records his timenotes in the bathroom. No, I don't hear anything gross, but there's this weird echo...
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