You dropped your copy of "Crying in H Mart" on my lap as the F train lurched at Jay Street—both of us muttered apologies and laughed. I wanted to ask what you thought of the ending, but you got off at Bergen Street before I could. If you see this, let’s finish that conversation (and maybe swap another book?).
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