after dropping by the ovo warehouse, i was hungry so i walked to chinatown. i had to pee really bad, so i went into the nearest restaurant that looked good. when i walked in, i got a table for one. the chinese man brought me to the furthest table at the back of the restaurant, right in front of the restrooms. it couldn’t have been more perfect. i used the restroom, ordered food, and ate while listening to music. the place seemed like it hadn’t been redecorated since the late 90’s/early 00’s. i loved it. it’s like traveling back in time. shit, depending on how long it’s been here, i could’ve ate at this spot as a kid. whenever we came to nyc, we always came to chinatown and times square. 20 years later, it’s still the same as all i’m doing today is staying in chinatown and manhattan lol.
i guess some things never change.
-ratha, 2:14pm, 3.11.22