 August 2, 1988 I left the Magnolia Hotel. The sky was grey and black; wind was blowing. I'd had trouble locking the door.
Green and white buildings, gold lights in the windows, green and white checker board sidewalks. It started raining before I got to the bridge. I stood at the entrance of the Teatralnaya Cafe with roughly twenty other people. This was the line to get in. There was another line inside. A severe-looking shveytzar ushered three of us at a time. By the back wall a woman stood on a box and rang up beers, 35 kopecks a mug. We had to get in another line to pick up the beer once we paid for it. Someone with black flowers on her sandals argued with the cashier about some shish-kebabs. I got my mug. It was a foamy thing and a gnat flew into it. The sky brightened. The cafe was full, most tables were full, my mug was not quite full.
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It took me a minute, but I realized that the intent of this graphic is not just to list deep, complex, and historical problems:  The graphic also defends the Hong Kong protests to skeptics by portraying their inevitability. (See the translation, below).  So as the graphic pre-empts negative attacks, it also provides a roadmap for reform.
Thus it works to simultaneously legitimize the democratic protests, while focusing the goals: it's a great economy of communication. |
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