We have twenty-four hours in Kuala Lumpur and I haven’t slept since Rome. The Euro made us penniless but the Ringgit makes us kings. We bus to China-town for DVDs (which cost $5 N.Z.). Malaysia smells like Weet-Bix and I can feel moisture on my tongue when I breathe. China town is one long street with blue tarpaulin protecting the seller’s merchandise. Adidas shirts cost five Ringgit, Nike shoes for ten, billabong bags for fifteen, Rolex watches for twenty, and fruit, every fruit that was ever made, all shoved in your face. ‘Kill Bill, do you have Kill Bill?’ asks Julain ‘No Kiew Biew, but I got blue movie’ he shoves some porn pics in our face. ‘You like that huh?’ His accomplices around him egging us on. ‘No, I just want Kill Bill… and…
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