First night in Xi’An, got in near closing time. Went to place down street and everyone was drunk inside. One guy was being carried out as I went in. No idea what to order, since no cell service, so I pointed.
Got pile of bean sprouts and peppers & some massive dish of diced chicken and somehow more peppers. I don’t think I’ve had a dish …
Whenever I think my writing is going to make me famous I call that having Dylusions of Grandeur.
I forget if my first name or Substack name shows up when I post, so everyone should know that my first name is Dylan for when this post goes viral.
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