DURING THE 1989 protests in Beijing, student Kong Qingdong came across two undergraduates using a mimeograph machine to makes copies of personal documents.
One of them looked up. “Kong, have you nabbed a passport yet?” he asked.
“What passport?”
“Feng Congde, Chai Ling—they’ve both got American passports.”
As he listened, Kong found himself…
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