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Sunday morning in Shanghai
Until today, Nanjing Road has been my least favorite district in the city. It's a broad pedestrian shopping avenue teeming with hustlers...
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Culinary oddities unattempted
I have thus far managed to locate only one cafe on my street with an English menu. There, one might order the following dishes, among...
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Lessons in navigating Shanghai
I. A pedestrian never has the right of way. Nevermind the crosswalks and do not trust the little green man on the traffic light. The...
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Impressions of China
Shanghai sprawls like a sleepy lounge singer under silky robes of motionless fog, making the city look like an antique Chinese watercolor...
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Seven hours until liftoff
I am surfing through the strangeness of that piquant, fleeting moment when you realize you will never be the same.
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The unspeakable loveliness of leaving
I grew up in a suburb of Dallas, Texas called Grand Prairie, the only child of two teachers, and I was a solitary but exuberant creature...