On every corner in Taiwan there's a 7-11. On every other corner, there's a temple.

Some strange things go on in these temples. I've seen people posessed, and people catatonic, and people keening and whipping themselves till they bleed. There's probably a perfectly good explanation for it all, if only someone could explain it.
No stranger than consuming the body and blood of Christ I suppose though, eh?

The chinese graveyard is actually a beautiful site. Each grave is like a small shrine to the individual.

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Night markets are our only source of evening entertainment here in Er-shui, mostly because we haven't actually tried shrimp fishing yet...

... but not really "near" my house.