I'm currently reading Klara and the Sun, and I can't shake off the feeling that the narrator is like a good diligent schoolgirl relating in the first person the content of someone else's diary. I don't deny it might be appropriate given the context, although it's a bit frustrating when you see that the narrator […]
Shanghai straddles the past and the future, a dizzying prism of many histories and cultures. The poet Sally Wen Mao shares books that illuminate this cosmopolitan city. Source link