It’s cold and grey in Paris … so I thought it’s a perfect day to visit museums like Musée d’Orsay. Just in front of the main entrance of the museum, a man at his mid-40s walked towards me and tried to sell me some crap souvenirs like the mini Tower Eiffel key-chains.
And he murmured just one sentence, in Putonghua, “Please, we are all Chinese …”. I could see he needed help, I could see lots of Chinese needed help, in this remote country …