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| | Abandon Ship! :: China by Bike :: April -- October '98 |
 | | The man replies, "Ni qu Tianshui ma," at once correcting my pronunciation and making sure he understands my assertion: "you are going to Tianshui?". |
 | | He points to the side-tracked train, speaking chinese but the message is clear enough, "Get on that one, it's going to Tianshui." I heft a pair of imaginary bags, tilt my head back towards town saying, "Binguan." "Go get them, you have time," he says. |
 | | What we'll find for certain is 250km of mountainous terrain along the same fat red line that has been nothing more than dirt road for the last 30 odd kilometers, and may extend as dirt for who knows how much further. |
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