"Hello, how are you?" I said to the two teenage girls who were walking in front of me and alternating peeks and giggling.
This prompted a look of shock from one, and bashful laughter from the other.
"Hi-eee!" she said awkwardly.
"I like your shirt," I replied, finding it hard to keep it to myself during the block I'd been looking at it.
"?" she said with her face.
I just smiled and passed them.
"Pure-f**kin' Canadian! 100%!" the shirt yelled again as I walked by.
That so?
Dispatches from Korea & inexplicable speaks galore. A Canadian writer teaches English and finds out what it's like to be a foreigner.
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It won't be rice fields forever kiddo
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