ericluong
Happy. Happy. Happy.
Ever since I was little and my family would go to San Francisco, we would go to China Town. And as far as I can remember, this person would be at the street corner with signs and on a soap box. Some days he would be preaching something in Chinese. Some days he would be yelling "Happy. Happy. Happy." I have even seen days where people would have arguments with him. There was a large gap since I have been back to San Francisco but the last recent time I was there this man was not there anymore only to be replace by two less vocal young women. I wonder where he has gone.
Happy. Happy. Happy.
Ever since I was little and my family would go to San Francisco, we would go to China Town. And as far as I can remember, this person would be at the street corner with signs and on a soap box. Some days he would be preaching something in Chinese. Some days he would be yelling "Happy. Happy. Happy." I have even seen days where people would have arguments with him. There was a large gap since I have been back to San Francisco but the last recent time I was there this man was not there anymore only to be replace by two less vocal young women. I wonder where he has gone.