Cunning Nowhere

In the south of China, I have learned to speak the Hokkien dialect. As I am a red(well, pale yellow)-haired barbarian, I cannot adequately reproduce the sounds of a famous profanity. But I have taken it as my own. You need to use your imagination, my dear Hokkien friends. Guds hjælp, Folkets kærlighed, Danmarks styrke, Kynings havn.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

highlander

I am sorry to my friends in Ost-Asia for not writing such a long time now. We are all busy, first is examinations and now is other things and this and that. But I have come to realise that up in the hills and sipping coffee near a casino is not something very Scandinavian (although of course we are five or six different nations and some commercial types like the Swedes would take advantage).

It is good to relax and let the charming Ost-Asian spirit of massage and hot drinks get into your muscles. I will come downhill and write more when the work of two terms in Ost-Asian school is out of my bones.

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