Perhaps not funny now, but these pavements were mainly the cause of all our telling-offs whilst queuing to see Mr Minh. I joked that if you spoke of Mr Minh out of turn, or did not follow the strict rules of the guards, these holes beneath your feet would open, forever trapping your anguished face in them allowing all others to walk over you as a reminder of the power of Mr Minh. Go on, just imagine my screaming face beneath one of those circles, thats it, kind of funny no?!
Sunday, 15 March 2009
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