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you ask for your line and then you say that

you know it and you walk home at night

between the japanese baracades that

threaten chinese culture, here in chinatown.

a noodle vendor is asking you to buy the purple

noodles, but you ask if

he knows that you are korean, he says yes and

you walk down the avenue with great shame, even though you are proud

of your heritage, and rightly so.  a hyundai drives

by and

offers you a deal on a samsung phone, but you

don’t believe that it is sincere and

the window rolls down, it is a honcho

of prison camps, sent to mock you and your

true sense of

outrage.

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