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278 pages, Paperback
First published September 8, 2016
"Rumors are the blood that flows through China. The superstitious say his name is how he hides from demons. They say he runs the Bureau for Eternal Prosperity. He leads a thousand men, reporting directly to the Central Committee. What this Bureau does no one can say. For her part, Clerk Tin dealt with him with disapproval on her face, as if she wished she could do without him, but could not."
"Though hardly a bureaucrat, the fox who is a mouse has an instinct for this sort of thing. He has led us to a shelf of papers smudged at the edges by years of obsessive fingers. The shelf is devoted to Uncle and his Bureau."
I am left alone to ferment, until the wine of adrenalin has turned to the vinegar of tired desperation, until I have only the weary metaphor to draw on
Such is life for a fox: dig a hole, live there a while and too soon, one must leave. It is the same for mortals, though our time comes, we are forgiven the effort of digging our last hole. Usually someone is about to dig it for us.