I am really on the internet too long. About 7 or 8 in the evening, I finally made myself leave my apartment and go somewhere. I put on my tennis shoes, grabbed my Ipod and bounced out of the door and down my concrete stairway. I passed a couple of children playing a game of badmitton with two rackets and a bird. I passed the fruit vendors, the tanned meat fryers, the dvd salesmen, and several hungry students my age chomping on fish balls and meat-on-sticks. I passed the newspaper stand and the 4 or 5 motorcyclists, always waiting there, and made a direct right at the corner. I walked past the over-bridge, past the flower shop, past Tian Tian, and finally made it to my destination: the front of New Mart. At about 7 or
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