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...years, Christopher Hill had sought a deal to disarm North Korea, only to be frustrated at every turn. But in the early hours of Feb. 13, that changed. Shortly before 3 a.m., the U.S. negotiator returned to his hotel room in Beijing with a deal in hand, thanks to arm twisting of North Korea by the Chinese. "They kept us up late," Hill said later. He wasn't the only one losing sleep. His boss, Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, phoned him at 4:15 in the morning Washington time to go over final details, checking in with Hill...
...Chengdu's main square, near the outstretched arm of a statue of Mao, sits a shopping center with Cartier, Zegna and Hugo Boss outlets. One night at the new Seibu department store, which opened last April, Italy's Missoni held a fashion show with Chinese models strutting to thumping reggae music. "Everybody who comes to Chengdu has a surprise," says an ebullient Antonino Laspina, the Italian trade commissioner in China, on the sidelines of the show. Living in Chengdu "is becoming like living in New York, Paris or Milan...
...found. In the end, physical exhaustion got the better of their revolutionary zeal. But they were fuming; they had lost face by not finding anything. The man in the tinted glasses was beside himself with rage. His face turned white, and his lips trembled. He raised his arm to strike me. At that very moment Meiping's cat, Fluffy, tore through the kitchen door, jumped on the man's leg and sank his teeth into the man's calf. Screaming with pain, the man hopped wildly on one leg, trying to shake the cat off. The others also tried...
...dirty canvas stretchers on the cement floor. When I was finally sent to see a doctor, she said I had high fever and probably had pneumonia. For the next few days, I drifted in and out of consciousness. When my mind came into focus again, I found my arm bound to the side of the bed. I was being fed intravenously. A woman in the ward came over to chat. She said, ''You were unconscious for six days. They thought you were going to die.'' She was as thin as a reed, with hollow cheeks, colorless dry skin, but burning...
...consciousness for some time, then passed out altogether. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on the dusty floor. ''Get up! Get up!'' a man's voice was shouting. ''You are feigning death! You won't be allowed to get away with it.'' My arms were still bent to my back, but they were no longer handcuffed. The militant female guard was holding the heavy brass cuffs, all covered with congealed blood and pus. The guard probably considered them repulsive, as she was holding them gingerly by the chain with just two fingers. ''Don't think...