I had a Katsu curry instead.
There was a guy who tried to start a conversation with us in the foodcourt. I felt bad for not making an effort. I wonder if he's another lonely soul who needs reaching out to. He was cheerful, but there was a sense of sadness and quiet desperation when he wished us a happy chinese new year and abruptly went back to eating.
Everything is going to be ok, atethechickenreallyfastbro.
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