Jack Weatherford is in town. Had lunch today with him and some other people, including two young Mongolian women whom I had not met before.
Talking with one of the young women, she asked me:
“Why do you live in Mongolia?”
“This is a nice nation, nice people.”
“I think America is nice.”
“It’s okay.”
“Mongolia is bad, dirty,” she said.
I never know what to say to that.
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