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306 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2002
“And Albert made her feel that it was all right to sense a connection to objects, because objects in their perfection resembled love. And when they were imperfect, you loved them for their flaws too. As it was in life.”
“That’s Cantonese. Hoi moon geen san. The Mandarin would be kai men jian shan. Let the door open on a view of the mountains. The dealers in Hong Kong, the runners who bring the pots out of China—they all say this. They love to say it.”