Picture, if you will, a boy of nineteen, still slumbering in the limbo of adolescence, having heard nothing… — Dai Sijie
Picture, if you will, a boy of nineteen, still slumbering in the limbo of adolescence, having heard nothing but revolutionary blather about patriotism, Communism, ideology and propaganda all his life, falling headlong into a story of awakening desire, passion, impulsive action, love, of all the subjects that had, until then, been hidden from me.
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