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In 2002, I was a young journalist in Shanghai. Most foreign correspondents couldn't speak Chinese.
They had favorite noodle shops – but couldn't talk to a taxi driver about fuel prices.
That's when I realized the West's narrative was broken. A thread ↓
They had favorite noodle shops – but couldn't talk to a taxi driver about fuel prices.
That's when I realized the West's narrative was broken. A thread ↓