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Gary Shteyngart Reads Weike Wang

The New Yorker: Fiction

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The Roundabout Way

The woman didn't want to make a big deal out of nothing. She and her closest Asian friends joked about how people are typically described by the color of their hair and their eyes, it did sound as though they all looked the same. But joking about this with her friends was different from joking with the man. The roundabout way would have to involve a joke, something like, oh, don't think all of us look the same. And the man would have laughed, and the woman would have laughed,. and the chef would have chuckled.

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