I had never felt so helpless. With both hands spread, I took the change from my
driver, who had just purchased groceries for us in the market. I couldn't speak
a word of Chinese, wasn't familiar with the currency and didn't understand
anything. The streets smelt of roasted meat; the faces all wore deadpan
expressions and the whole thing appeared Martian. What was I to make of it
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