A special day in Hanoi. July 27th 2010.
August 4th 2010 Flanked by stylish, European villas built sixty years ago by the Fench, the broad, tree-lined avenues were already hot and muggy, in spite of the shade and a slight breeze (mostly created by the traffic). The cafes were doing listless business and most sensible people seemed happy just to sit still and relax; the stalls had been set up long ago and the locals were already well settled in. It was
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