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“A new text from Tai awaits me, but I leave it unopened.”
“I scroll through our texts, the smattering of short one-liners heady with barely concealed lust and playful banter.”
“The vast influence of American soft power (or the corrupting impact of Western imperialism disguised as globalization, whichever you prefer) ensured that the world grew up watching American movies and listening to American music, eating at American chain restaurants, wearing American brand clothing, even speaking American slang.”
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“Nihao, New York Article continues after advertisement I reluctantly fork out the exorbitant surcharge for my overweight luggage, whilst wondering what is the absolute limit to the weight a single plane can carry, and if the airlines take this into account when raking in our overweight-luggage fees, or if they’ve conducted extensive statistical analyses and have determined that approximately 63 percent of people with overweight luggage would rather frantically unpack their suitcases in front of an audience to selectively dispose of their contents, thus ensuring that the amount of overweight luggage on board will always remain well under the maximum capacity, or if, as I suspect, doubting ho that I am, they don’t give a flying fuck and will suck every penny out of you that they can and accept your extra money for the overweight luggage without any limit, meaning one day, a plane I’m on will drop like a stone from the sky and we will all hurtle toward certain death because one too many people checked in overweight luggage.”
“I medicate myself with an Asahi and a packet of sour gummy worms to avoid dwelling on this morbid thought for too long.”
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“Fuck that guy.”
“Later that night, I sit nestled in fresh sheets, popping my blisters and scrolling through our texts from the very beginning.”
“I am, after all, a fancy bitch.”
“The whites have divided and conquered us; so much for racial solidarity!) He spits the words in my face, smirks, saunters off.”
“I belong here, even if my passport says differently.”
“Not a single witty insult comes to my lips, and I am left to stew in regret and vivid, violent fantasies of everything I could’ve, should’ve, done.”
“Roughly 6,700 miles between Tai and me in about thirteen more hours, once I deplane my nonstop flight to New York.”
“Every time my phone vibrates with a new text from him and my screen lights up with his name, a shot of serotonin goes straight to my heart.”