Post by I keep hiding open on Jul 17, 2009 19:46:56 GMT -5
Kohai stood next to a fish vender's supply. He was yelling at her. She yelled back at him in Chinese, hoping she got the translation right. The man stopped talking so she guessed that what she said was partly right. She looked around at other venders, scanning the crowd. "There could be millions of them here..." Kohai whispered to herself. "I just have to pick the right person...."
