by Daniel Wakahisa
Dear Shaded Readers,
Wandering and wondering as much and as little as I have, it never occurred to me to purchase a city guide. I would never trust a nose other than my own, unless it was red and gave off its own light.
Notwithstanding the consideration that only cryogenics could possibly turn Phuong-Cac's nose red, I followed her lead on various occasions when confronted by the most obscure of all concerns
