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He is Evil

His destruction knows no bounds His only legacy now will be narcissistic greed The evil that men do lives on and on

We’ve lost another place which helped make Shanghai a special place. At the back of a hidden courtyard across from my Indian joint…A quirky Japanese cafe, half indoors/half outdoors. Plastered in miscellaneous imagery from Japan. Here in early July. Now, smashed up. Canopy torn down. Tables gone. Glass stairs from mother restaurant next door smashed…

I Get Paid to Run Here:

Our recently resurfaced track, like new..

Happy, but…

…aware

1 Way Ticket

August 20th. Usually at this time I either have a ticket back to NYC, or am driving there. But this year–like last–it’s a one way ticket to China. It’s astounding to think about how this is the permanent vacation I strategically laid the foundation for, just over a year ago. It’s been a wild ride…

What’s the Dead Sea Really Like?

How salty is it, really? Ever drunk vodka straight? The saltiness is so extreme, it’s like that in your mouth. I felt like, one accidental gulp of water would OD me with salt. Know how in most oceans-seas-lakes, you run your hand along the bottom and come up with sand, or plants, or mud? Here’s…

So Small

Up the stone path, at first it’s like a large hill. Like the ones we ran in Suzhou. Towering trees overhead. Gray headstones grow from terraced slopes. The three of us hike through this ancient graveyard. Green moss covers some headstones. A crudely made white ceremonial headdress hangs from a post over another grave. One…

It’s A Day in China

Looks like I’ve been run over by a truck, but I’m okay. It’s just my first traditional Chinese massage. After wearing my paper diaper for a second week in a row (but not thong-like or pink this time),I made the mistake of asking the masseuse to go deeper this time. Well, I’ve had tight hamstrings….

How Do I Feel?

Hair’s on fire Heart’s beating outta my chest I’m a fucking pack of TNT ready to explode Gunpowder from the grenade in hand burns flesh Restful sleep interrupted by fitful nightmares Fists punching me, hard Lashing in… …lashing out Am I still bleeding? Or, am I healing ? This is All so Fucked I’m sacred….

In Typical Chinese Fashion…

Dinner at my girlfriend’s (2 week old relationship). In typical Chinese fashion, nothing was explained to me ahead of time. I thought it would be dinner for two. I walked into a room filled two younger sisters, an aunt, a husband of someone, G’s daughter & two other young kids. During dinner at the table…

Here I Am

Green tea Red bean steamed buns Greens & tofu on every street corner Boulder heavy mountain trailways Dating single women with gorgeous eyes, who speak zero English and have had no contact with Americans before Embarrassment when attempted hugs are ignored Dating a woman who pulls me lustfully into my apartment, then decides to tell…