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Night had fallen in Lanzhou and I wanted a cigarette. I decided to walk the city aimlessly until I found one. The air was a freezing, sharp cold. I looked at the milky night sky; soon there would be snow. I passed the window of a hair salon and saw hands beckoning me inside. It was a sudden flurry of movement from inside the dark room, hands disconnected from bodies, waving frantically. The door slid open and I saw a group of girls sitting in a small, dark room with florescent pink lighting. ...