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(10-19-2017 02:56 AM)worldtraveler3 Wrote:  I thought you got a gig in Beijing Mario? That didn’t work out?

I took him out to drink microbrews and after seeing the scene, he decided he didn't want to share a city with so much soy.

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Haha, didn’t make it to Beijing so I ended up coming here

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DMario,these are coastal PNG women from Kiriwina,the Trobriands. If you find yourself in Port Moresby its the kind of place you'd run to judging from the pics.

I applaud you for going off the beaten path-Brazil,Canada,Japan etc etc have been done to death!

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I knew I was onto something with Kiriwina!

Quote:In the Trobriand Islands the annual yam festival is more than just ordinary. Nick burst out laughing when I told him I was heading for the Trobriand Islands.

“I hope you know how to bite off a man’s eyebrows,” he said. He saw the bewildered look on my face. “And eyelashes,” he added, wiping away tears of amusement. Nick was a native Trobriand islander, but he had been working as a doctor on ‘mainland’ Papua New Guinea for the past four years. In all that time he hadn’t been back, and he needed no encouragement to talk about the tiny archipelago where he was born, just an hour’s plane hop away in the beautiful Solomon Sea.

“It’s a crazy time of year,” he said. “The big yam harvest will be coming in now. And women will be given permission by the paramount chief to capture men and have their way with them.”

“You mean, assault them?” I asked, disbelieving. “Sexually.”

“That’s it,” said Nick. “They will rape them.” He pronounced it ‘rep,’ as in travelling salesman, and made it sound just as casual.

“The women lie in wait in the bushes,” he continued. “They jump out on a man when he goes to work in the gardens or even while he’s just waiting to get a lift to town. It’s always a man from another clan; women will never rape men from their own village. It’s a kind of ritual humiliation. It’s a very dangerous time for a man to be walking by himself. Men will be going round in twos and threes, just in case.”

Nick would elaborate no further. He’d already gone beyond the bounds of decency by talking about the practices to a dim-dim, a foreigner – and a woman at that.

http://http://blakandblack.com/2011/04/2...x-tourism/

That's a Kiriwina specific style called Oceanic since the mish squashes the girl.