Durian panic stations
August 1st 2009 I just love it when a bus pulls up in the middle of a hot sweaty bustling city, without any indication of whereabouts in this city you actually are. All I knew is I wanted to go to Chinatown, and the drivers finger pointed the general direction I should walk in. Fortunately it wasn't too far, and the sight of a big backpack and a sweaty face meant I got a nice crowd of touts telling me their hos
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