In China town, shops are filled with cheap odds and ends. Lucky cats wave you in and out of store after store as you buy more and more.<\/p>\n
Today I was hit with a sadness. That Lady – the one in the shop – the one with the frizzy, thinning hair and the pasty face. She had a weird and frightening, drooping face and messy eyeliner. I couldn’t. . . . bear to look at her. And that’s what makes me so sad. I don’t know what was wrong with her. I know there is something wrong with me. Beauty is nothing in the long run, but I can’t stand ugliness sometimes. I can’t. Ugliness makes me sad. And my reaction makes me sad.<\/p>\n
Lady in the Chinatown shop – please be okay. Please be living a comfortable life with people who love you. I just can’t stop thinking of you standing there, in the window, waiting for customers with a blank expression on your poor face. I can’t stop thinking of how I\u00a0turned my face, looking fixedly at the ground, how I walked past as fast as I could and dove into the next shop. Lady in the shop, I hope you’re okay.<\/p>\n
-Amelia<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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