She admits that she is a woman with no ideals. Her favorites are holidays, television, and instant noodles. Shit, chickens don’t lay eggs, the place where turtles come ashore, all the trees here are trees, firewood is firewood, except for her who walks on two legs, the others are all four-legged, or there are But instead of walking, she flies. She used to look forward to holidays every day, but now, she only hopes to give her a bowl of noodles, a bowl of...instant noodles...