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F.O.B.

Grace

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Yeah, it’s tough trying to live in Chinatown. But it’s tough trying to live in Torrance, too. It’s true. I don’t like being alone. You know, when Mom could finally bring me to the U.S., I was already ten.

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As soon as I said it, I felt all of the breeze--it was really cool on my face--and I heard all of the radio-- and the music sounded really good, you know? So I drove home.

For full extended monologue, please refer to clips or the script edition cited here: David Henry Hwang, F.O.B. in F.O.B. and Other Plays, Plume Books, 1990, pp.30-31.

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