Here I am, listening to a Thievery Corporation, a Washington downtempo movement, remix of Satyam Shivam Sundaram, eating a plate of shu mai and har gow and Canadian-maple glazed breakfast sausages, using a pair of chopsticks that look like those at Soeul Soul yesterday, and drinking a can of Americanised Arizona green tea that sits near my packets of Tandoori naan that I long to flash in a stir-fry wok in canola oil.

What’s so beautiful about this picture? It’s colourful.

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