It was easy enough to get here. Easier than I thought. I feared I would have to go through severe checkpoints where fierce-looking officers demanded for my non-existent visa and searched me for third-world drugs. But here I am like magic.
The mall feels very familiar. I wonder if any mall across the world can make me feel at home but I doubt it as there are certain malls in the Philippines that make me feel lost. Ever for example.
Anyway I like it here in America. I play a game with myself. I look around and try to guess who the Filipinos are but I'm bored within minutes. (Just too many Filipinos, I guess. Not exciting enough.) I consider taking a cab but what if the driver can tell I'm an illegal alien and turn me over to immigration? I fish out my cell phone from my luggage and try to remember how to reach Sunshine.
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