Swindon
In our younger and more vulnerable days, the nearest outpost of civilization to Manila was Swindon bookstore in Hong Kong, a temple where you could inhale the scent of printer’s ink on new paper and get your brain high. First time I ever went to HK thirteen years ago, Jedi master sent me on a quest.
– To Swindon go you must.
– Where is that exactly?
– The street name I forget, but to that department store near it is.
– Um, Hong Kong is full of department stores.
– Ah! Joan Crawford it is.
– Mommy Dearest? Whatever Happened To Baby Jane?
– Talking about what are you?
– You said Joan Crawford.
– Padawan not listening. Lane Crawford I meant.
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June 16th, 2008 at 07:34
Swindons…memories! I loved that place. :)