This ramen bowl sitting on my countertop, while I started working on this blog entry, with a too high temperature ambient light filtered through my backyard bushes casting an eerily color shift. “That is perfect (for my writing)!” I said to myself. It's readily mimicking the usual TV commercial's “grading” effects in Japan without being tweaked I wonder what "dolphin bone ramen soup" is made of how and to what materials to use?
This is one of my spanning-over-ten-year-long Sunday full-page columns published, for a major newspaper, a decade back! And now. Let's go digital and make it a Sunday column too, read on...
Their manner subtly was the awkwardness of trespassers caught in the act as I opened the front door right before they tried to let themselves in using the key to my house, my own house, my last frontier in (Tamsui,) Taiwan
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