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Mate, oolong, jasmine . . . in this personal tale of transnational existence, author Ruru Hoong discovers tea as a throughline across continents and generations, life and death.

Mate, oolong, jasmine . . . in this personal tale of transnational existence, author Ruru Hoong discovers tea as a throughline across continents and generations, life and death. Following the story, Hoong herself shares her thoughts on bilingual writing, and finally Jack Calder offers a thoughtful interpretation. So put on your kettle, wherever you are, and enjoy. The Story 一. Mate “华侨在思想上是无家可归的，头脑简单的人活在一个并不简单的世界里，没有背景，没有传统，所以也没有跳舞。”《谈跳舞》， 张爱玲 I am not typically a superstitious person. But when the cebador pours boiling water into the cup of tea, scalding the ground leaves to a pungent, bitter

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