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Capital Punishment, huh? Well, he certainly seems to be enjoying it.

Last night’s dinner was at a fast-food-style Xinjiang restaurant. It was good, really good. Good quality, tasty food. The only drawback was that by the end of it we had consumed enough grease to run an Audi A6 for a week, and there was enough grease on our faces, hands, and the table to keep that Audi going for a month. Now, if only I could afford an Audi… But that Xinjiang fast food was good.

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A Kiwi teaching English to oil workers in Beijing, studying Chinese in my spare time, married to a beautiful Beijing lass, consuming vast quantities of green tea (usually Xihu Longjing/西湖龙井, if that means anything to you), eating good food (except for when I cook), missing good Kiwi ale, breathing smog, generally living as best I can outside Godzone and having a good time of it.

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