Ahh Poon Hill. The fog, the nausea, the diarrhea, the outhouse, the water showering down from the canteen of an indignantly upward thrust arm on 500 semi amused Asian tourists, announcing the rising of the sun. Such fond memories... Very nice.
Ahh Poon Hill. The fog, the nausea, the diarrhea, the outhouse, the water showering down from the canteen of an indignantly upward thrust arm on 500 semi amused Asian tourists, announcing the rising of the sun. Such fond memories... Very nice.
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