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the actual incidents that still left me with no feelings

i already told the story of that morning bus ride with ex-cons that left me amused rather than scared (or whatever negative emotion i was taught to feel). now for the bus ride: scary edition that just made me go: huh. so it’s true what my uncle said

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the should-have-been scariest set of people i’ve been around of

after nursing jetlag for a week, I was finally ready to go out and about san francisco (yep, i’m on the other side of the world now and I haven’t done anything on this blog for months). i’m staying in daly city, the next town to san francisco, where all the filipinos, chinese, and latinos live, apparently.

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