It was the kind of movie theater that didn’t have a marquee. Grand Avenue Cinemas was located on a dismal stretch of Long Island, sandwiched unceremoniously between a liquor store and a Dollar Tree. The four of us had driven there from Jones Beach, the sun waning in the sky, on the kind of perfect summer day that seemed to signal that the summer was coming to an end.
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At the flash of the red light, Baohan cut the engine short, firing the tiny black sports car into the crosswalk.
“Ta ma de,” he sighed, cursing the wait, and let a mouthful of smoke dissolve against the tinted windows. He turned to Yueming in the passenger seat, picking up as if they were mid-conversation.
“And what do you do after you kidnap them?” he asked. “Force them to work in your brothel and wait on you hand and foot?”
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“We can start a new life somewhere else,” she told me. “To find a dream and a life of our own. A place in the clouds, a foundation of stone.”
These fickle fuddled words confused me. “Where the streets have no name?”
“No, no, no, no, no. I'm moving out to the Great Pacific Northwest. And there's nothing you can do to stop me.”
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Read MoreBetween Black & White: Asian Americans Speak Out
The conversation about race in America is often between Black and White, leaving Asian Americans out of the dialogue. Between Black & White: Asian Americans Speak Out is a three-part series about communities building bridges, confronting racism, discovering surprising connections, and fighting hate – together.
Between Black & White: Asian Americans Speak Out is a co-production of The Serica Initiative and WNET, America’s flagship PBS station.
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Read MoreMaking the Grand Romantic Gesture
When we arrive at the Green World Hotel, it’s well after dusk, but the block is lit up like a carnival. There are street sellers in metal carts, bicyclists jousting with cars down narrow alleys, neon awnings bursting with light. It’s been nearly a decade since I’ve been to Taipei, and the traditional characters for hotels, hospitals, and pulled noodles look thick and cluttered, like the crowds of people that we’ve spent ten months trying to avoid.
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