It seems that a sharp edge, just a street, divides the far east from my land.
while I walk around, through real chinese restaurants without a very letter written in latin alphabet, all the sudden I find myself between the Ristorante da Gennaro and the Caffè Napoli. With the Ristorante Puglia ahead.
It seems that a sharp edge, just a street, divides the far east from my land.