Translated to English from Taiwanese MandarinCall me Iceman, the naked onein an enormous, clear ice cube. Like the guts of a deep-sea octopusI look appalling, as if I wereill-mannered showing my true feelings,but that doesn’t quite describe me. I also look likesome colonizers’ loot, I mean, the cultural relicskept under lock and key in the museum. But that doesn’t quite describe me. It doesn’t quite describewhether it’s the ice, the thawing, or methat embarrasses everyone, but I still look likesix hundred fifty-four other things (tentative estimate)you could possibly imagine,including the iciest of the iciest bit of me.