The legal district used to be Chinatown. But all the lawyers forced them out.

Except for one place.

And that place must be the toughest Chinese place in town.



They’re surly. Just look at how they put the black lettered poster out every morning, daring the lawyers to do something about it.

The lawyers are weak. They love the poo-poo platter and crab rangoon too much to do anything about the brazen Chinese chefs.

And to their chagrin, as they try in vain to learn how to use chopsticks, the cooks all laugh at them and their pitiful Western legalese ways.

Photo - S
Words - S (but really, N told me the story and I just made it a fake history of a real city)