Red China: Dance of the Scorpion

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Curses, intimidations, threats, blackmail labels to brand people all over the sky and earth, blows at my body, an imperial decree imposed on my head and the rebukes of a certain senior general piercing my ears. Are there any more secret weapons? Bring them all out together. The universe is cleared of all dust. If you do not believe, please wipe your eyes and see.

In the shadow of the walls of Peking's Forbidden City, where the history of modern China is being written these days in foot-high ideographs of pure...

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