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Journey to the East东游记

I have arrived in China after crossing another border. From the Roman limes to the “Hollandse Waterlinie,” from the areas marking the end of Protestant influence to the language shifts to French and then German, and through the metaphorically guilty landscapes of Austria-Germany, I've experienced it all. Continuing my journey, I've passed the Iron Curtain, encountered languages like Magyar, Slavic, and Serbian, and entered the beginning of the Islamic world. Crossing the Bosporus, traversing the mountain ranges of Anatolia, and deciphering scripts unfamiliar to me such as Arabic, Farsi, and Urdu, I've absorbed the Shia worldview within Iranian territory and navigated visa problems in Turkmenistan. My path has led me through the climate disaster in Dubai, the Soviet legacy in Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan, and all in between countless traces of the Silk Roads, highlighting human connections and mutual curiosities. The more borders I cross, the more I see how trivial the accompanying claims are, including rejection, bullying, and even an unfolding killing spree, all stemming from collective selfishness and other petty matters. I’m happy to have shared with you the many shades of East, now entering a new chapter by crossing into China. Thank you for following this story; onwards and upwards!



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