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The capoeira future is a little uncertain - I helped our teacher do her visa application last week. I think she'll probably get it, but she's not helped by having been here about a year on a tourist visa, and having been serially let down by people saying they'd sponsor her for a work visa (she was working for them, after all) and then not doing it. Primarily, I suspect, as a tax dodge.
If she has to leave HK, our options aren't great. As Canario said before he returned to Brazil, "You have to help with the visa and everything, because if Jo has to leave she'll be OK, but where are you guys going to find a teacher as good as her?"
I'm paraphrasing, of course.

I may end up playing more football, I suppose.
Speaking of which, I had the rare privilege on Saturday of playing alongside an internationally-capped player, apparently valued at 10,000 euro. Sadly, he was a one-off ringer, but it was brilliant ot have him in the team for one match. Definitely the best player to appear in the Tomotachi League.

We won 2-1, by the way. It would have been more, but my couple of excellent crosses were wasted by Andrea who was having one of those broad-side-of-a-barn days. Thus denying me an assist credit, the swine.
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There was a particularly chatty old lady in the lift this morning.
"Going to work?" she said.
I said I was.
"I'm going to have dim sum!" she announced, cheerily ignoring my almost complete inability to speak Cantonese.
"That's good!" I said. I wanted to say 'your morning is better than mine' but didn't have the vocab.

I will have to look up comparatives in my Canto-grammar book when I get home. A nice start to the day, at any rate.
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