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Woke up with members of last night's Chinese New Year's party still hanging around. Into my twenties now and I still love a sleep-over. We got the best coffee in the world from the shop near me, then went to Central Park to see the Cristo installation. Ran into Ang Lee surprisingly and said hi. The gates were pretty but not as transcendent as their saffron color promised. But it was nice to see all of NYC on a cakewalk.

Then a weepy goodbye to my friends and a solo journey to see Flowers of Shanghai. Sometimes I just wanna live in the Qing dynasty. The good ol days when opium was cool.