Shanghai was a familiar place.

Communism was just in a name.

This place reeked of capitalism.

The capitalists were the party cadre.

They played their part well.

So long as they got big payoffs that helped pay off the holiday home and their children's education, they actually encouraged capitalism.

While Mao was clapping his hands for the sparrows to fall from the sky, the Chinese Communist Party was aiming on world domination.

Mao was content with his valium, a wonder drug that helped him sleep and pushed him over the edge to fulfill his great cultural leap forward.

When the Chinese weren't making money, that's when you had to worry.

The only semblance of communism was the window dressing of the guards outside party headquarters. They didn't blink for the whole eight-hour shift. But being wound up soldiers, you didn't want to test their loyalty, they had bayonets at the end of their riffles and loved nothing better than killing in the name of communism. 

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