Essex clay could be like living flesh or a cold dead wall. We could punch it, climb it, cut it, try to mould it, try not to offend it, but the clay was permanent like nothing else. Half a century ago, behind the back door of a semi-detached house on the Marconi works estate, a mile from Chelmsford…
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Camilla Grudova on bad-mannered customers.
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Xiao Hai on coming of age in the factories of Shenzhen, translated by Tony Hao.
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Memoir by Graeme Armstrong.
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Rosie Findlay on fashion and religion.
Ma Jian shows the excess and corruption of the Chinese Communist party in this excerpt from his new novel, China Dream, translated from the Chinese by Flora Drew.
