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I’ve never before worried about the food I’ve eaten in China. Raw meat, dubious looking street food, insects, grubs and my fair share of rocket fuel (rice wine) have passed through my lips without even the hint of illness. My luck was bound to run out before I left China and it came as no surprise it did in a place I’ve spent more time in over the past few weeks than any other: a train stati...
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Andrea
It amazed me how much you can learn from a stranger while in the middle of a shit.
Priceless! Thanks for the laugh.