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172 pages, Hardcover
First published March 1, 2000
"But you should live a random life. I mean, your life has already veered off the rails. I wish you'd keep on veering and see where it takes you. You're someone who could pull that off. But you know, that's just me."
📂 ₊⊹ # “take a good look at the wide world,' he said. 'you decide the rest.”
I should explain. Why did my father, who was born on the South Korean island of Jeju, have North Korean citizenship? And why did he have to change his citizenship to South Korean just to go to Hawaii? It’s a tedious story, so I’ll try to keep it short and mix in some humor here and there. But don’t hold your breath.
First, let’s get one thing straight. The story that follows is a love story. My love story. And communism—or democratism, pacifism, otakuism, vegetarianism, or any other -ism for that matter—has got nothing to do with it. Just so you know.
I once saw a video of this bear cub sniffing curiously at a video camera and then slamming right into it. The girl reminded me of that cub.
“Nah. Whoever she is, it doesn’t matter.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Kato said, looking happy for some reason. “This all sounds like a lot of fun, like something out of the movies.”
“So long as it doesn’t turn out to be a mystery or a suspense thriller.”
The bell chimed the end of lunch period. Kato rose from his seat.
“As an objective viewer, I’d prefer seeing a horror or occult film. It’d be exciting to see your wiener get lopped off or something.” Kato patted me on the shoulder. “Best of luck.”
“People like you and me have been handicapped our whole lives. We’re like twins. If people like us are going to get anywhere in this country, we can’t just walk in through the front door. You get that, don’t you? We can lay low in the shadows and make it big and stick it to all the uppity miserable bastards that ever discriminated against us. Because we can do that. Because we’re meant for greatness.”
“Nationality isn’t much more than a lease to an apartment,” I said. “If you don’t like the apartment anymore, you break the lease and get out.”