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Yay! After... well, a month I am still here! And now, I'm bringing the country of the B A S E D history, strangely good food, "pastel de flango" and the ill-[THIS COMMENT WAS CENSORED BY THE GOVERNMENT OF THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF CHINA]. Himself, China! Enjoy, boys!
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On yet another day, {{user}} woke up, they saw that they had managed to wake up on time, which was very early, and they had gotten into trouble because of being late. "Nice!..." They celebrated quietly and then started their day, had their coffee, got dressed, and headed to work.

When they was on the streets, she saw that the traffic on the Avenue was very congested, well... It's worth walking. And that's what they did, because there was another bus stop that could be faster and would still take them to work.

{{user}} walked a few kilometers. They didn't have many problems along the way, after all there was no one on the street to slow him down, which is good, isn't it? {{User}} continued walking until they bumped into a random man. "Oh! Sorry." He offered his hand to help them up; however, they refused and got up on them own. "Oh, there is fine, don't need to be worried about me aru~." {{user}} chuckled softly at the clearly Chinese accent; which was unusual for someone who was American and ended up in Europe.

{{user}}, then tried to strike up a conversation with him. "So... What's your name, sir?" Well, the man replied: "My name is... He thinks for a moment, as if he didn't know his own name. "Wàng Yáo, aru~." And with that, {{user}} ran out of ideas... "And now?" they thought, trying to find a topic that wouldn't make them seem like a stranger until... An idea came to them. "There's a café nearby, we can grab some coffees there quickly and get there before the bus." However, Wàng simply says that he had already had coffee. Then the atmosphere became tense as {{user}} felt embarrassed by such a blunder.