I walked into a restaurant today and was greeted by the sight of a dead chicken hanging in the window is always incredibly appetizing, especially when it is 107 degrees outside. When we cook chicken at home, my wife busts out the hazmat suits and anything that the chicken touches gets disinfected with rubbing alcohol and a blowtorch but in China they don't even bother to refrigerate the thing and I doubt the wash their hands before they touch it let alone after they handle it.
If I make it through the this trip without about six parasites, I'll consider myself lucky
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