My father once told me that the only place I can learn this "new" world is Kafka's Amerika.
United States, the land of opportunities and wellbeing. Or the land of coca-cola and wonder-bra in rammstein's words.. Well, it is a quite interesting life here.. I will try my best to post my scattered impressions over the phone..
The feeling of lost lives couldn't be more close than the Bank of New York building in financial district Manhattan...The 14 story tall stars and stripes covers the atrium's glass walls
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