The Asian businessman standing on the corner, the tag on his lapel labelled him by name and company.
He was not accustomed to having to smoke outdoors. The mark of a man, and yet relegated outside the boardroom for some effeminate concern. Some of these Western traditions required review, he thought as the old dragon of the Orient raised itself in his throat and blew smoke through his lips.
June, 2009.
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