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“People in this city are manufactured and canned, raised for the sole purpose of taking tests and making money, The eighteen-year-old me went through the high-grade production line and was processed in three years, despite the fear that I was pure carrion inside.”

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Notes of a Crocodile

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Qiu Miaojin
Qiu Miaojin

Qiu Miaojin (1969-1995) was a prominent Taiwanese novelist known for her groundbreaking works exploring lesbian relationships and identity. Her acclaimed novel "Notes of a Crocodile" is considered a landmark in Chinese-language LGBTQ+ literature. Born on May 29, 1969, she took her own life in Paris at age 26. Despite her short life, her literary contributions have had lasting impact on Chinese-language literature and queer studies. more

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