The ephemeral sense of excitement buzzes from deep within me as I march down the busy, black-gum spotted sidewalk; making my way through China Town. I pass the countless vendors, eager to push their knock-off Gucci’s and other lousy, low-grade shit that tourists just eat up.
Finally, I think I can see Canal street..my harrowing odyssey is almost over. The wretched odor of the fish, piss and shit is beginning to lessen...but I am not out of the (concerete) woods yet.
