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The smell of sang smoke and fresh lamb instantly enveloped us, dispelling the raw stench from before, and she finally felt like she could breathe a little easier.
They took a seat by the door where there were empty spots available.
A woman in Tibetan attire came over, menu in hand, and a teapot—the local specialty, brick tea—in the other.
“What would you two like to eat?” the Tibetan woman asked in less than standard Mandarin.
Wen Xian grabbed the menu wit ...
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