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I will never get used to seeing window cleaners in Shanghai hanging on a single rope to clean the outside glass of high rise buildings. It is a very dangerous job, at least that's how it looks to me when I see a rope, then feet followed by a giggling face popping down outside my window. They start at the top and slide slowly all the way down the building cleaning and risking their lives in the process. This is another one of the strange ways of going on that make Shanghai what it is, a whimsical place that I will never forget.
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I will never get used to seeing window cleaners in Shanghai hanging on a single rope to clean the outside glass of high rise buildings. It is a very dangerous job, at least that's how it looks to me when I see a rope, then feet followed by a giggling face popping down outside my window. They start at the top and slide slowly all the way down the building cleaning and risking their lives in the process. This is another one of the strange ways of going on that make Shanghai what it is, a whimsical place that I will never forget.
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