Last summer, I had breakfast with a teenager who had just completed a crash course that seeks to help North Korean defectors adapt to their new lives in the South. As a poor orphan in North Korea, he survived harsh winters by smuggling foreign films across the frozen Tumen River. He would stuff cash into women’s stockings and hurl them across narrow parts of the river. On the other side, his Chinese counterparts would fill up the stockings with DVDs and thumb drives and slide them back.
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