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So far, they haven’t squabbled with any of our other pets. I remain the only casualty, with my bite-riddled fingers looking as worn out as Harry Potter’s wand
I’ve never been offered anything myself, and I’m starting to feel a bit insulted, but I have seen the better-known judges decline gifts of fruit baskets and bottles of Glenfiddich
Micro-dozing has become an urban superpower in modern China, from the heroic neck control of a standing sleeper on the subway, to heads bobbing in synchrony on the ferry
Congolese women hunting for blankets rub shoulders with Israeli sportswear buyers and Russians on the hunt for toys queue for the toilet behind Arabs looking for baby strollers
Adjacent to the path stood a solitary loudspeaker atop a post, playing a constant orchestral rendition of “Auld Lang Syne.” We were, and remain, rather baffled as to for whom the speaker was intended
First, I insisted on getting the tricyclist’s WeChat, as I was paranoid he might just drive off. His profile picture was a little girl, maybe 5 years old