![]() So much of the book is about being perplexed by your own memories. They watched movies, wrote a screenplay, and messed with strangers in AOL chat rooms. “All the previous times I had met poised, content people like Ken, they were white.” But the two quickly became inseparable, sharing cigarettes and occupying the hours of one another’s lives. ![]() “My wariness about Ken was compounded by the fact that he was Asian American, like me,” writes Hsu. Even if his tastes veered mainstream, Ken was curious and self-assured, with an easy confidence that allowed him to move through the world freely. Ken, on the other hand, was a “flagrantly handsome” Japanese American kid from San Diego who wore Polo and loved Pearl Jam and Dave Matthews Band (“music I found appalling,” writes Hsu). ![]() His meticulous sense of cool is highly edited, defined not just by what he enjoys but also by what he detests: a quasi-contrarian outlook borne out of a place of teenage insecurity. He makes radical zines, wears thrifted mohair cardigans, and despises Pearl Jam. The young Hua we encounter in the book is a second-generation Taiwanese American who grew up in pre-Apple Cupertino. Stay True is an intimate collection of these small gifts, exchanged between two friends who, on paper at least, could not present as more different.
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