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>> the jet lag wouldnt let me sleep, so i crashed late and rose early, plunging blindly down dark streets at all hours. the streets were unbelievably dense with pedestrians, people hanging around, flashing neon, flapping banners, screaming signs, with pump pi young men, asian women in thigh-high boots and no one i mean no one would meet my eye with the direct gaze. i was the quiet american, the ugly american, the hungry ghost, searching and searching for whatever came next. >> i loved it. i love...