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Your quintessential Naxi man, with a cigarette on his lip and tea in hand. |
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And your quintessential Lijiang woman. |
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He's actually just a tourist. |
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This guy makes wads of cash playing the "Davie Crockett" Mountain Man around town. |
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Naxi women dancing in a circle, for tourists to see. |
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Ancient Naxi dance music, on High-Def CD. |
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No customers in the restaurant, so these pretty young ladies are taking a rest to chat. |
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She sells maps. And post cards. |
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Pomegranates for sale, and a little dog to keep her company. |
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The old ladies taking an afternoon gossip stroll. |
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