Moving To China Mugs

Chengdu

"Living in a city with functional infrastructure must be so boring."

"Tight......this isn't tight...now a New York City apartment......that's tight."

"M'lady, we’ve reached peak Brooklyn."

Carefree luggage.

Road sign: "Good Start, but you've still got a ways to go."

THE PIED PIPER OF GRAMERCY PARK

We're here at House of Java cafe at an all-too-familiar scene. House of Java.net Cybercafe. Tommy Jones, a local boy, has been caught stealing a scone. A minor offense? Not to the cafe's proprietor. He's demanding the boy be sentenced as an adult. But I'm eight! Wahhh! Add a year to the sentence for whining and crying.

Omara Portuondo

Handbag store - "Perfect."

New Guy.

Culture Saturday

The Henderson's move to a vertical city took some getting used to.

"We thought we would come somewhere remote to self-isolate."

"Hello, son. I suppose chicken farming doesn't seem so bad now."

Relaxing in the Sun

"It's the sequel to 'Cooking for One'."

'Looks like Reginald wasn't kidding when he said he's going to start urban farming on the roof...'

'I told you to invite a friend over.'

Man at penthouse party walks out onto terrace and is startled to see the Earth, instead of the moon, shining in the sky.

Why Cows Leave Home

"I just..."

"But there's no way in hell I could afford Jupiter today."

Lift buttons read: East Side/West Side/All Around the Town.

"Excuse me, I think you'll find I've reserved that luggage rack space ..."

"You had the power to leave all along - just click your heels three times, grab your coat, and sneak out without saying goodbye."

'Kix? Yes, Ma'am -- you can get your Kix on aisle 66.'

"Right now it's between you and two hundred and fifty other people who came to Seattle, moved in with five roommates, joined a band, took a job in a coffee bar, got fed up, had a meeting with themselves, and decided it was time to go out and find a real job."

The stages of gentrification: a guide

Vaccination Passport

Airport

Technological Dependence.

Kensington Fluffies

YONDER...next 347 miles.

"I like New York, but I miss sleeping drunk on my front lawn."