Tag: Enemies
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Chapter 5: Friend or Foe
I spent Jr. High school in four different states. We practically lived in a U-Haul (moving truck). I wasn’t bothered by the moving though. It was the new schools that made me nervous. First impressions are everything. As a little Asian gang-banger I categorized people instantly as friends or enemies. My brother and I always…
The Asian Rough Rider 