He tugged at her sleeve. ‘How much?’ The clerk pointed at the the price tag, ‘$1.00’ in alphanumerals. ‘But I can’t read Chinese,’ he said.
Fifteen minutes before sleep, an insomniac texts himself a record of the day in 140 characters or less.
by antoni.us
He tugged at her sleeve. ‘How much?’ The clerk pointed at the the price tag, ‘$1.00’ in alphanumerals. ‘But I can’t read Chinese,’ he said.