“There are no tickets to Wuhan,” said the woman at the train station in Shenzen. “Come back in a week.” “We need to go today,” said my assistant, who speaks enough Cantonese to be able to make himself understood in southern China. The... Read More | Share it now!

“I’m a made-man, man, and when you come outside I’ll get you. Don’t you worry, we’ll be waiting.” He had unwashed, thick brown hair that was tipped with blond streaks. His face was pushed into mine and he was screaming at me. Pushing... Read More | Share it now!