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Tea House


“This is quite a good teahouse.” Wang said, his willowy girlfriend holding his hand and smiling. “Tea?” I said, surprised. Tea is what you drink before and after socializing, not during. I shrugged, and we headed in, leaving the dark streets rumbling with traffic. The room we entered was light, with dark wooden furnishings, and … Continue reading

Life in Beijing

Life in Beijing


I wake up in the morning, usually to the sounds of the daily dance about half a kilometre away. I really need to get a video of this, foreigners love this kind of thing. Under the bridge of the nearby junction, a three man band gathers every morning. One on drums, one with some kind … Continue reading