The New Yorker on China's wave of nabe nicknames: "Some of Beijing's tonier sections have gone berserk with new names. It's not unusual to meet for dinner near the Upper East Side, repair for coffee at SOHO, and stop for a nightcap at The Greenwich. Other neighborhoods, however, seem willfully out of step. I live on Cotton Flower Alley, just south of where it meets Pineapple Warehouse Alley. (If you get to Cuttlefish Alley, you've gone too far.)" [NYer]
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