Tuesday, Feb. 21, 2006 - 7:46 a.m. But when the people downstairs or next door or wherever they are fire up their stove. Jebuz. It's like all five Vietnamese restaurants on my block are in my bedroom, all cooking their favourite weird delicacy dish that no one else on earth will eat. Plus someone smokes on their balcony and that wafts right in through some cheap crack in the frame of the building. It's frigging downtown Ha Noi.
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