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I once read a very interesting book about the lives of Chinese restaurant owners in the U.S., and what stood out was an anecdote about how many people save all their lives to try to own their own restaurant or move somewhere cheaper outside of New York and California, but pretty end up being extremely depressed due to the severing of community

I also really do think I would not have lasted in this country as long as I did if not for the fact that I moved to a place (the Bay Area) with a deeply entrenched and huge community of many people I have deep cultural ties to (the old school Cantonese people, the Vietnamese Chinese folks who came later, the Indonesian community, even my fellow annoying Singaporeans and Malaysians)