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according to my mandarin teacher, destiny – or mine at least -, fits in a tiny little post-it. and it is easy to predict: my birth date and time, some page flipping on some mysterious book, and there it is, my faith on a piece of paper.

and of course, a big part of chinese people believe in all that, but who can blame them? americans invented the fortune cookie and the world still believes they are chinese, so in the end who’s the folk story believer?

my destiny


One string to “chinese serendipity”

  1. tosca says
    16/Dec 13:01

    entao paulo, como vao as coisas?

    beijinhos cecília