Oh yea I almost went to bed without writing about my final night... almost forgot. Here is what happened: Lucky was now out of a job, his boss wants him in jail. He's depressed. He's my friend though so we hang out and drink a couple San Miguels. I go back to my room and get another call... He says I can take some interesting photos of him and his friend. I reply, "ok."
I show up to a discrete location inside the mansions and they start their science. When I said science earlier about the heroin addicts I was just saying that. This time I MEAN it. They were like little einsteins with all these pieces of tinfoil with different functions. There was the piece that went around the straw so it didn't melt. The one that you use a card so it curls like wrapping ribbon: you use it to put in the top of the lighter so it makes a finer flame... or maybe it's some how easier to cook the meth, I'll ask next time.
Anyways I watched them do this and took a bunch of photos -- I'm afraid it didn't really fit in my story which can be viewed here:
http://www.robinfall.com
I posted a couple photos though (as you can see). After that we said our goodbyes... they didn't really act noticeably different as opposed to the heroin addicts. I woke up a couple hours later to catch a train to Shenzhen. They had no more beds (or seats for that matter) to Shenzhen. I had the option of standing for 24 hours or staying the night in Shenzhen and getting the train the next afternoon. I took the latter.
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