Originally Posted by
contrails
I stayed in a hostel in Chung King Mansions which I believe is part of that same building.
Not good! But, the Asian definition of personal space is simply different and that had much to do with it.
I vividly recall pushing past the Indian watch peddlers to get to the single elevator that had a large line of people...I think the hostel was on the seventh floor.
From what I remember reading this section of Kowloon City had quite a few fatalities from numerous fires over the years in the 70s 80s and 90s due to a total lack of fire code in any of the buildings. Not sure it's much better now. Pretty 'down and out' look inside.
I thought about that and I just did the best I could.
Originally Posted by
Kilgore Trout
And I thought about Suzie Wong. The gal at seven o'clock has reached almost total awareness and let me know that nothing bad would happen for decades. Although we did not speak.
YouTube - Pixies No. 13 Baby
Got hair in a girl
That flows to her bones
And a comb in her pocket
If the wind get blown
Stripes on her eyes when she walks slow
But her face falls down
When she go, go, go
Black tear falling on my lazy queen
Gotta tattooed tit say number 13
Viva (=alive)
Don't want no blue eyes
La loma (=the hill)
I want brown eyes
Rica (=rich)
I'm in a state (x5)
Choir in the yard
In the house next door
Where a grandma brought
Some songs from the shore
Six foot girl gonna
Sweat when she dig
Stand close to the fire
When they light the pig
Standing in her chinos shirt pulled off clean
Gotta tattooed tit say number 13
Viva
Don't want no blue eyes
La loma
I want brown eyes
Rica
I'm in a state (x5)
Black Francis
(p) 1989 4-A-D