After eating dumplings for three days, I almost cried when I saw a sign for Pizza not far from my hotel in Longgang, Shenzhen - a very quiet district of 1 million people. I've been coming here every month for a year and this is the first western restaurant I've seen.
For a moment, I began to think this place is actually livable. Then, they served me a pizza so greasy that it arrived with a plate, napkin, and a plastic glove. I was able to finish it, but a 16" would have killed me.
Here's the girl at the next table in action.
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