_Taiwan
19-01-2004, 07:28
The man walked through the streets of Taipei with a sense of caution. His eyes scanned the faces approaching him every now and then, while keeping his head down. It was still a long way until he could relax; everyone was an enemy here.
Gradually, the streets which he walked past became dirtier. He walked under a bridge and dropped his heavy metal suitcase. A clutter of Japannese nationalist material fell out, along with paper yen worth thousands.
Gradually, the streets which he walked past became dirtier. He walked under a bridge and dropped his heavy metal suitcase. A clutter of Japannese nationalist material fell out, along with paper yen worth thousands.