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Ai Weiwei

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"They tell us it will be about “emotions” and “friendship,” that it will be a night of joy. Who are they kidding?"
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“Happiness Can’t Be Faked.” Guardian, August 18, 2008. http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2008/aug/18china.chinathemedia

 
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