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A Performance in Beijing

The Great Hall of the People. After the performance she appears above us, stepping out from a Chinese painting of heaven. She descends into the foyer, camera’s whir. Once more we are stunned by the power of beauty to command our devotion. This is her moment, surely no moment could out-match this one. Later, a reading, tea leaves in a small cup, dragons circle the rim. A vision. There are rumors, suspicions, political purges, Her path leads now to blood to Tiananmen Square. To a final act unseen.

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