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A review by more_books_than_days
You Are Eating an Orange. You Are Naked. by Sheung-King
4.0
This novel is a series of stories, caught in a snapshot, like a polaroid. The whole book feels a little like a photo album that way... Moment beside moment, story after story, not necessarily connected in time, but connected as a whole. It reads as auto-fiction and hopeless love story all rolled into one.
Sheung-King imbibes his fictional self-narrative with folk tales and critical discussions on literature, in the same breath that he challenges western tropes and Orientalism. He writes portraits of characters who are fully flawed and culturally transient alongside portraits of the cities where they find themselves. It all comes together somehow. Strange and beautiful.
Sheung-King imbibes his fictional self-narrative with folk tales and critical discussions on literature, in the same breath that he challenges western tropes and Orientalism. He writes portraits of characters who are fully flawed and culturally transient alongside portraits of the cities where they find themselves. It all comes together somehow. Strange and beautiful.