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traditional chinese two-stringed violin. The Erdu. The songs windle away in the heat, slowly refreshing and envigorating. Machinegun sounds from a toy boat echoes over an artificial pond in a military memorial park. A boy dressed in a dark hood move closer and closer to us, follws in our traces. A stalker. We hide in a shopping mall and wait for him to disappear. A modern shopping mall are cooled down with air-condition, young people in small groups stroll around without buying. All dressed in western looking leisure wear. A new flavour of ice-tea in green plastic bottles are marketed by a chinese hip- hop and rap artist. Nearby, models dressed in a new clothes line wander on a catwalk, decorated with waving red flags. The green lawns and trees are sprayed with fresh water. The bottled water are the only drinkable water, sold everywhere for a chinese dollar. Huge piles of packed hardpaper covers, boxes, wrappings. Large sacks filled with crushed plastic bottles, plastic cups. Collected, resold to scrap dealers. Survival.