What this would mean in reality is a world of two internets - or what analysts are calling a digital iron curtain - dividing the world into parts that do business with Chinese companies like Huawei, and those that don't.]

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine He gets me my drinks for free

People commit suicide there just from being kept for a few days. The idea amuses me: trash taking itself out is a goddamn public service. Weak people are terrified of the place.

Brodie lent only half an ear. He was eying the wall map, comparing it with what he had seen from the chopper. He picked out the three nearest towns—Yarkand, Karghalik, and Kokyar—running north to south. Everything inside a huge semicircle bounded on the west by the Yarkand River and the southeast by the Kunlun Mountains was shaded. That must be the barbed-wire zone guarded by the army. Kokyar lay inside with more than a hundred other villages and hamlets. In this sector a narrow swath marked in red ran northeast, broadening into a shape like the flyswatter Yao was turning in his fingers. Brodie had heard traffice last night, and the map showed a road from Yarkand through Karghalik and Kokyar to the frontier, obviously a military road taking heavy traffic. Yao had laid down his flyswatter and swiveled around to point to a dot slightly west of Kokyar. We are here, if you are interested, Mr. Brodie, he murmured.