Matt is Bruce Willis (when he cuts his hair).
Locals stare--A "foreigner" someone mutters in Mandarin,
Others more specific: "American"
How they can tell I'm afraid to guess.
Could it be our stench of Occidental arrogance?
Eager youths sometimes greet us:
"Hello. Where you from? Merry Christmas. Happy New Year," one says.
It's July.
He wears long sleeves, while I'm dripping with sweat.
"Happy birthday," I tell him. "Have a nice day."
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Buy and sell, Buy and sell.
The endless cycle of commerce:
Infinite food stalls and family storefronts;
Squawking chickens losing their necks on chopping blocks,
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