Squating on the buisy pavement, on his or her little ownsome, was a child of 'nappy wearing age' adjusting with one hand a small plastic bag (the kind you get when buying small groceries) around his/her bottom area, calmly involved in the process of releaving oneself. In the other hand was a furry, fluoroescent pink cuddly toy, which, after the plastic bag was properly positioned, once again become the child's centre of attention.
The concept of the decadence of the West really comes to mind here.
Go the toddlers of China...



2 comments:
Man, China seems to be a place of such incredible dichotomy. I'm not sure my fragile mind could cope if ever I visited.
Such intensity.
Wow.
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