On Mission with Blue Jeans and Cookies
I trade my shorts for blue jeans, even though it is 90 degrees inside and out. It has been so long since I wore long pants, I’ve forgotten what it feels like. I print out a short note, translated by Google into Arabic. I arrange a few freshly baked cookies on ... Sweat trickled down my face and back as we sat on the thinly padded benches of the old bus. We were in Shanghai, China, traveling to meet a friend’s extended family. It must have been close to 100 degrees outside as well as inside that bus, even with all the windows ...
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