Du Yize and his friends are about to jump off a 3-meter tall building. They wear only T-shirts, jeans, trainers and have no protection at all. None of them hesitate to leap.
The bald-headed feng shui master examined my palms, studied my face, noted my time of birth, stared into my eyes and then slowly shuffled back behind his table in the quiet little Lijiang restaurant. He sipped his tea, leaned across the table and asked: "Do you trust me?"
She put a bib on me but I wasn't drooling yet. I was then told to bite down on a small plastic arm attached to a big machine that spun around my head examining the contents of my cranium. Thankfully, something was found - my teeth.
On the morning of July 9, Chen Ming fixed a red-painted small wooden box reading "Jianhong Ear Fund" on the wall of his village committee. The village head then donated 500 yuan ($66) to the fund.
A naughty toddler lives upstairs from us. Recently, she pulled a kitten away from its mom during a walk through the neighborhood. She wanted to bring it home but met with strong resistance from her grandparents. So, she left it at the doorway of our apartment.
There's a three-minute delay before Trent Reznor connects on his end of the conference call. He's in Stockholm and his agent, who's trying to figure out what's behind the hold-up, is in Los Angeles. The suspense is fitting - this is after all the artist who, while recording his breakthrough album The Downward Spiral, lived in the home where Charles Manson's minions murdered Roman Polanski's pregnant wife, Sharon Tate. The same artist whose battles with drugs and depression have been much publicized and whose dark blend of electronic pop and rock has won legions of followers and inspired many imitators.
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