On the way to the cricket fight, Mr Wu slipped us a piece of paper. It looked like a shopping list. ‘More numbers,’ said Michael, my translator. He read:
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Hugh Raffles lives in New York where he teaches at the New School for Social Research. He is the author of In Amazonia: A Natural History. ‘Cricket Fighting’, published in Granta 98, is taken from his latest book, The Illustrated Insectopedia, which was published by Pantheon in 2009.
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