SUNDAY BJHHH #1877: The Three-way F**k Off Hash
Remember the days, in the Beijing of old, When the hutong were bustling, and the Yanjing was cold? The air came in flavors, most heavy with soot, And old dirty bar street, was less navigable by foot. On every street corner, you could find a jianbing, Before Fangjia was lost, to the great brickening. Those days are all gone now, [...]