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350 pages, Paperback
Published September 18, 2026
‘—Lu Xun’s analogy of waking up in a sealed iron house, unable to rouse—but scream silently—Who was he? What was his history? What was he thinking? How did he feel about the—years of his life? All those—were sealed in his language and in his heart—The last thing I want to say is: no matter how others see you, it’s important that you’re always thinking about who you are. There may not be an immediate answer, but keep thinking about it. This might be frustrating at times, but you’ll eventually find out.’
‘Take a moment to rethink the relationship between people and their environment, their buildings, and even their country. Take Havana—there are several allotments dotted through the city, each shared by several districts—fruits and veg are grown organically—Sure, it takes some effort, but it everyone pitches in, it’s no bad thing to have a steady supply of fresh vegetables—Our ancestors took care of this land, and we ought to treat it well. Can human beings truly own land? You draw a map, stick a flag in it, and just like that it’s yours? What arrogance. We’re on this earth for less than a hundred years, but the land has been here for hundreds of millenia—as well as the ancestral spirits and deities who inhabited it at different times. We must keep some land for these gods so that they can form a connection with the living. This may sound supernatural, maybe mystical, but—The doorway to a new era now stands wide open.’
‘Over hundreds of years, we’ve seen our customs, lifestyles, cultures, beliefs—languages steadily eroded away—we’re no longer connected to the natural world through hunting, farming, or weaving. Our identities, cultures, and languages have been severed from us and placed in display cases for mainstream society to gawp at. Our deities and ancestral spirits have been starved—Without tradition, without memory, we’ve become people with no history, living in a godless world with no one to rely on but ourselves. Hence the impossible position we find ourselves in.’
‘That’s the famous Shantou Hot Pot—He translates this into Japanese—Do they still do the Matsu pilgrimage here? Of course, I say, The procession is even grander, it goes from the west to east through—a full month—And doesn’t that music sound familiar? It’s a Jay Chou song—his early stuff was better—He was in full Che cosplay—A little banged up,—It feels like strolling alongside—a ghost—The statue of Martí looms silently behind him.’
‘—the situation in Guangzhou was similar to Miami—You could say—people were acting like zombies—and they had a strong herd instinct—If there were no women, you probably wouldn’t even be able to make yourself a pot of soup. Evita’s got it right, many people don’t realise just how much they’ve stolen from the poor—During that time, he was seeking investment opportunities—bought two hundred hectares of land to grow yerba maté—’
‘—fermenting in the warm humidity—He was aware that zoos could be considered imperialist, basically a prison in which animals are detained indefinitely—by humankind’s hubris. Yet zoos were known—as places you bring children of all ages—ideal choices for a family outing. The plaques at each cage—had chibi drawings—and so on. They walked around—looking at transplanted animals into environments that weren’t theirs, living confused existence in cramped surroundings. Duvier often visited to pass the time with them. Another meeting—a tour of Zhonghua Mall.’
‘—many countries including us—have found ourselves helpless in the face of problems brought on by—recessions, financial crises, mass unemployment—Then look at (them). You have to admire them, don’t you? Everyone gets—education—healthcare they need, there isn’t much of a wealth gap—I want to emphasise that the future—will be decided by the (people)—Are we prepared to pay the price for becoming what we ‘want’ to be?’
‘What once seemed useless now turns out to be extremely useful—the usefulness of uselessness? Literature reminds us—There are always other perspectives—other angles to view the issue from. You know the worst instrumentalist in a rock band is often the singer-songwriter, yet they get the most attention—I know I don’t know much, so I make an effort to learn—The entertainment factor makes things worse by amplifying a terrible situation.’
‘‘—You could call that an extreme form of a book review. All I’m saying is, don’t underestimate the critics—So that’s what Bathes meant by the death of the author.’’
‘—look, I guess everyone feels some kind of way about it—but the chaos—And it feels awkward living in someone else’s house for this long—enacting the greatest mass migration in human history.’
‘A point to ponder: (the country) has—stationed in many countries—capacity to strike anywhere in the world. With such force at their disposal—The novel’s scenario of scattered chaos remains plausible—The thought-provoking nature of this novel lies in its reversal of an actual situation—I believe the author is treating geographic coordinates as a metaphor—A bizarre form of equality—It wouldn’t be the first time. In 1924—the (country’s) elite—an attempt to ingratiate themselves with colonial powers while silencing (others). A hundred years has passed, and our journey is still ongoing.’