An openminded appreciation of the Great Firewall of China.
What if the antagonistic aspects of the massage practice—the therapeutic and the erotic—were seen as inseparable?
There is no such thing as strictly nonsexual massage: massage is always already erotic.
Crucially, she has the “touch.” Love in her hands.
Burma’s burgeoning massage and café industries considered in tandem.
On the triteness of the “yellow fever” and “Asian fetish” clichés.
“When poets speak of death, they call it the place without breasts.”