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A story on Maptia by Pico Iyer (picoiyer) — It’s more than a quarter of a century now since our paths crossed, but I think of Maung-Maung often. I had arrived in Mandalay on the overnight train and met Maung-Maung when we set off in his trishaw from outside the station: I in the throne at the back, and he peddling furiously, to show me the sights.

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