A summation of the film Mao’s Last Dancer, as texted between myself and my friend Jessica.

Me: Hey, I’m from China and I guess I want to dance. So I will. Tadaa!

Jess: But I want to be American oh wait no I don’t.

Me: I also kind of like this bird. Oh no, I don’t.

Jess: Dancey. Dance. Dah-dance. Snore.

Me: Ooh my parents are here.

Jess: Choked. Up. It’s cos I’m too limber. Emotions just leak out. Oh wait. Not they don’t cos I can’t act.

Me: I am now completely ambiguous towards my native communism. For some reason.

The end.

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