terror-native-live:Swofford: So now, my hands… were dick-skinners. A flashlight was a moon beam. A p
terror-native-live:Swofford: So now, my hands… were dick-skinners. A flashlight was a moon beam. A pen was an ink stick. My mouth was a cum receptacle. A bed was a rack. A wall was a bulk head. A shirt was a blouse. A tie was still a tie, and a belt a belt. But many other things would never be the same.Sam Mendes shows Swoffords entering a new world, where Asians with rank ask english named white colonists “What the fuck is this shit?” when looking at their names, subversing the cliche of “What kind of name is Huang?”. -- source link
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