Sunday, May 11, 2014

Chung King

August 2nd, 1937  
It is disgusting here in Chung-King. The air is horrible. I can’t see the sun. The other day I thought I saw a dog and went over to pet it, but then it turned out to be a giant rat. Everything here is grey. Every time I go to the market, I see dead people in the street. I can't breathe correctly here. This has to be the most disgusting and gross city in the world. I wonder how I am going to get any sort of fresh fruit or vegetables or fish or anything fresh at all. I don't understand why any one would live here by choice. If you had the option to go somewhere else. I wonder why boss had us come here?

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