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29 August 2009 | China, Hai Yuan, Hui, Ningxia Dinner and Sunset “We should have some ‘bao zi’ to eat. They’re pretty good in the restaurant beneath the hotel,” Mr. Ma tells me, rubbing his stomach. I’ve had plenty of “bao zi” during my almost 4 years in China. It’s a kind of steamed bun filled with pork, beef, or vegetables. The bao zi in the [...]
“Han or Hui?” Mr. Ma asks me again. I think to myself for a couple more seconds before answering. “Well, I’m in Hai Yuan now. So I guess I’m a Hui today.” I say it again, convincing myself of my own non-ethnicity–”I’m Hui.” He scratches the character down for “Hui minority” in the notebook. On this [...]
Changing Demographics Devil Monkey is on the bus. I immediately notice him sitting towards the front when I board. He is still wearing the same green camaflouge suit that he wore the night before when he passed me in the street with his three monkeys. Said monkeys are nowhere to be seen. They have disappeared. It’s [...]
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