I was hunched over on the floor of a storefront walkway trying to handwrite a letter in Chinese. However all the characters looked misshapen and oversized so in the end I crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it away. I crossed the street towards the mall in search of a restroom. The public restrooms were right inside of the entrance of the building. Although the doorways were marked as being gendered, both of them led to the same central hand washing area. There were urinals that recorded the duration and amount of fluid with each use.