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We visit one of the most populous cities in the world and see whether it’s ready for the Olympics. Plus, we buy the world’s worst map. See whether we resorted to desperately eating stray animals by clicking here.

Massages don’t get more relaxing than when they involve 40-degree heat, two tree branches, and a large Russian to hit you with them. Read on to see how many bones we broke.

Four trucks, one of them double-decker, collect eight gigabytes of information over a weekend, while a team of around twenty people strive to keep the car on the road and as close to the edge of the envelope without killing anyone. Or at least as few people as possible.