RED CHINA
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Red China last week was like a ravenous giant. From the snowy plains of Manchuria to the humid bamboo forests of Yunnan, from the sky-merging grasslands of Central Asia to the dimly neon-lit waterfront of Shanghai, there was only one totally absorbing subject—food.
At Wuhan, where the steel mills have slowed to part-time operation, a month's rice ration lasts barely three days, sugar is issued only four times a year, and housewives try to thicken watery gruel by adding grass. Hungry people from Tientsin sneak into the fields at night to steal corn from...
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