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i post mark's update verbatim, with additions appearing in parentheses and added images:

comms (communications) contradictions abound in the middle kingdom...




so that EQ (earthquake) was strange I was onm the 12th floor of a hospital and felt a sureal jolt- like my brain was sloshing around in my skull for no aparent reason and then the shandaleir weas swaying leaving us all to question our collective sanity fort a moment before realizing what had happened.

(was this sent by Mark or the PPRC Colonel?)

Much more strange than that was the largesat mass morning in the history of man a weak to the minute after when walking through the summer palace I thought there had been a horendous series of collisions somewhere all around us. turned out to be what some have called China's collective wail of grief- everyone stopped in there tracks cars came to a halt and all boud there headsa as horns bells and alarms aroose in an erie kakauphony.

(still wondering...)

Inner mongolia has been an absolute TRIP¡£¡£¡££¨SOMETHING STRANGE JUST HAPPENED WITH THISA COMPUTER EXCUSE THE CAPS£©

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(Englishy first languagey?)

sO NOW i¡®M WAITING TO CATCH A NIGHT TRAIN UP TO THE MONGOLIAN BORDER AND THERE IS A SERIOUS DUST STORM CHOIKING OUT THE SKY THAT BLEW IN FROM THE GOLBI- MAKES ME LIGHT HEADED A BIT SO i¡¯M GONA KNOCK BACK THE LAST OF A BOTTLE OF MA NAI JUO - £¨FORMENTED YACK MILK LIQOUR£© AND TRY TO DRIFT OFF TO SOME FORM OF UNCONCIOUSNESS¡£



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(maybe it's just switching back to English in a Gobi dust storm on a Mongolian computer and three quarters through some fermented milk spirits...)