dirty eyes trying profanes.
this week mostly rested in idleness, while lots of naps yet brought peace. a once QRRS hostel waitress, who more or less treated me above average when QRRS Dorm canteen's food too coarse to bite 2 decades ago, and my QRRS dorm colleagues invited me to join together to dine nearby QRRS hostel which solely serving VIP guests & with better food, so we took advantage of our newly graduate & dined there without determent then. the elder woman now abused my polite by creating more unusual chances to nod me, and stalked me with her poor husband. as insane as it, more sinful is the dark eyes behind the curtain of PRC surveillance encloses me decades in drainage of PRC's doomed society.