Bai, I was fixing the weighing scale with duct tape this morning—second time this week—and thinking how Christopher Nolan’s films remind me of my father’s generation: they build everything slow, step by step, no shortcuts. My granddaughter in Canada sends me clips of snow through the phone, and I see that patience of nature, same patience Nolan shows in his storytelling. But here, the new supermarket opens next month and they will bring their own imported mint, while mine grows on the roof with only the municipality’s once-a-day water—tell me, bai, where is the fairness in that?
#faceit
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