Hanoi

The traffic moves like intersecting streams that you calmly skip across. You perch at a restaurant like a crane on a stone as you gulp down 50 cent beer with a waiter whose name you can never possibly remember. As you walk through the $1 cigarette smoke you see buildings as old as the legendary 400 year old turtle in Hoan Klem lake. The people, the interactions the city all flow like water through time and space.

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