I take anything I read on the Internet with a grain of salt.

One myth holds that after Ch'ü Yuan drowned himself, his body was swallowed by a huge fish which swam all the way across Tung-t'ing Lake and up the Long River to the town of his birth, Tzu-kuei, in the Three Gorges, where it disgorged his body, still intact, so that it could be properly buried.

As far as I could see, she'd had no little crumbcrushers to take care of, plenty cash, good jobs, a cute little car, and a rent-controlled apartment in New York for fifteen years, […]

Verbal fights over missing clothing, a lost place in the soupline, an antagonistic glance from another guest, or just the need to blow off steam...