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	<title>Comments on: Mountains and markets and mystique</title>
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		<title>by: Dori Kent</title>
		<link>http://thevortext.com/2006/03/mountains-and-markets-and-mystique/#comment-23726</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 21:50:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>by: The Vortext &#8211; The Laos-China Border</title>
		<link>http://thevortext.com/2006/03/mountains-and-markets-and-mystique/#comment-4922</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 14:23:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>[...] The Laos-China Border In contrast to the Paris-China Border (and if you don&#8217;t know the reference, get thee to Amazon for a copy of Salinger&#8217;s Nine Stories post haste), the Laos-China Border is a very real liminal space, one which I traversed this afternoon, partly on foot and partly in the back of a saengthaew, or a truck that&#8217;s been refitted to carry passengers as well as produce in its nether regions. I had left Beijing on a 7:30am flight on Sunday, sleeping my way across the waking giant to Kunming, the capital of Yunnan province, through which my brother J. and I had passed on our way to Daliand Lijiang back in March. From there I hopped another plane to Jinghong, the capital of Xishuangbanna Prefecture in the very south of the province, verging on both Myanmar and Laos. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] The Laos-China Border In contrast to the Paris-China Border (and if you don&#8217;t know the reference, get thee to Amazon for a copy of Salinger&#8217;s Nine Stories post haste), the Laos-China Border is a very real liminal space, one which I traversed this afternoon, partly on foot and partly in the back of a saengthaew, or a truck that&#8217;s been refitted to carry passengers as well as produce in its nether regions. I had left Beijing on a 7:30am flight on Sunday, sleeping my way across the waking giant to Kunming, the capital of Yunnan province, through which my brother J. and I had passed on our way to Daliand Lijiang back in March. From there I hopped another plane to Jinghong, the capital of Xishuangbanna Prefecture in the very south of the province, verging on both Myanmar and Laos. [&#8230;]
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