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Rachel Mealey in Tokyo: Japanese people believe dolls have souls and cannot be thrown away with the rubbish.

星期二

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Boker Tov, Monsey. Avenue R Café.
Customer in a Changshan: Are you open?
Tall, Buxom Blondie: Not yet. 10 minutes, but whatever.
Customer: Chai tea, please.
Tall, Buxom Blondie inquires with young Hasid in adjacent kitchen.
Tall, Buxom Blondie: We're out of that, sorry.
They also happen to be out of Croissants; but there's no shortage of hot tea packets, next to the empty shelves where the Croissants are supposed to be.
Customer: Hm. Caramel Coffee, then, please. Small.
Pair of tall, Buxom Blondies chat, while preparing cup. Young Mexican carrying box approaches me. I sidestep him.
Tall, Buxom Blondie: That'll be $3.40.
Customer: Sugar?
Tall, Buxom Blondie: Through the [invisible] door:
Customer: Thanks.
Mezuzah. Pouring single yellow Splenda from top tier, while staring across the street at Mandarin.