Maybe I should bring cigarettes on my bike ride. Cigarettes are often a way to appease angry people who have a voice of authority. I got yelled at for taking a picture of this brick factory, "What are you doing? What are you doing?" But then he calmed down when he couldn't understand my Chinese, "It's interesting. I am just looking. I am just looking. Bye." I hopped on my bike and escaped.While biking with a helmet, a bandanna hiding my hair, and sunglasses wearing African shirts, I wonder if people recognize me as a Chinese person, a strange Chinese person, or a foreigner. I feel that my Chinese features are hidden behind my costume.
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