How My Parents Met
“She revealed her affection for him while also noting his otherness.”
I don’t know, I said. He kind of just looked like another East Asian man.
The Unbreakable Kimmy SchmidtThe Hangover
Hopely I’ll see you again.
Noah Cho teaches middle-school English in the San Francisco Bay Area. His writing has appeared on NPR's CodeSwitch, Shondaland, The Atlantic, and The Toast. He spends most of his free time going on hikes with and taking photos of his doggo, Porkchop. Find him on Twitter @noahreservation and Instagram @noahreservations
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