A daily updated story about the strange "Mr. Zhang Ying Chao", by Ray Walsh. – Learning Chinese
www.jinanlive.com — Chapter 1 Jinan.
It was an afternoon in mid September. In the polluted little city of Jinan, Mr. Zhang Ying Chao, the house painter, was cycling home from work. He was carrying his buckets his ladders, his boards and his paint cans so that he had rather a hard time moving along. His grey suit was spattered here and there with lead paint, carbon tetrachloride residue, asbestos fibres, methylene chloride, n-methylpyrrolidone, acetone, toluene, and a sprinkling of methanol that had soaked into his right sock earlier. There was residue of dimethyl succinate ester in his eyebrows and wispy facial hair, for he was rather an untidy man...
I sure hope this guy continues to post his story. It's so damn odd and just off the wall funny with little cutural tidbits added in.