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Discovering my roots in Vietnam

Discovering my roots in Vietnam

My identity fits messily into the space of a hyphen. Increasingly as I’ve grown older, I’ve wondered if the hyphen between Asian-American* made me any less of either, or perhaps neither. Identity is a fickle matter. It shifts allegiances as it sees fit, hopscotching...

Agnes Tran wins a trip to Vietnam

Agnes Tran wins a trip to Vietnam

“I can smell the McDonalds on you,” my aunt joked when we picked her up from Los Angeles International Airport. I am the Southern Californian stereotype -- obscure slang, In-n-Out junkie, and snow jackets once the weather hits below 80 degrees. But beyond my supposed...