In the obituary section of the newspaper in Spain, you never see a Chinese face. Neither would you come across a Chinese grave nor chance upon an old Chinese man or woman on the street. So the urban legend goes. The Chinese never die in Spain and if they do, no one knows where they go. For this reason, some people avoid Chinese restaurants. Having watched wu xia movies where innkeepers murder their guests and turn them into delicious meat buns for other guests to eat, I don't blame the Spaniards. A less gory but equally interesting explanation I've read is that in a country where the Chinese triad network supposedly spreads far and wide, they keep reusing the identities over and over again whenever someone decides to go home. After all, all Chinese people look alike. Interestingly, Spain is the second country in the world, behind the US, for adopting children from China.
well done! can def. see you getting better each time you direct (and produce). is this max guy your turkey travel bud? and does he have any of his work out there for viewing?
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well done! can def. see you getting better each time you direct (and produce). is this max guy your turkey travel bud? and does he have any of his work out there for viewing?
-kat
good job. I like the ending song haha.
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