If you haven't checked out my latest story on Matador Network, Notes on Going to See Mao Zedong, you can read it HERE.
"With a half-mile of folks standing side to side and butt to loin, a woman in a plaid shirtdress filed me back with her cane. It seemed unintentional, and at the time I thought nothing of it. But the folks behind us smelled blood in the water."
Big ups to the sultan of stoke, David Miller, for his fine editing work.