shu and joe

cool kids of winter

Published on February 8, 2006

At 3 pm everyone stops what they’re doing. Laptops nudged closed, computers relax into screensavers, legs elevated atop empty aeron chairs. My neighbor, sloped shouldered with a spiky silver mullet, is the ringleader. He owns the tea set, divvies out the cigarettes, and chooses who to light up first. Lifting the teapot high into the air, he measures out tiny cups of jasmine or chrysanthemum tea, toasting mothers, fathers, gods, nature and whatever else he can think of.

They drink for 45 minutes then return to their desks.

Filed under: Beijing, China

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