I was in a little shop today. It doesn't matter which one. The little old lady spoke barely any English, but since this is Hong Kong, I can't really hold that against her.
After I made my purchase she handed me the bag, and after a moment's thought, I said "m'goy" (or something similar). She said "you speak good Chinese".
It's almost like I'm a local...
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