Editor’s note: As I like to say, party like every month is Asian American Pacific Islander Heritage Month!
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I was in the central Ukrainian town of Dnipro, walking along a major thoroughfare, when someone shouted out:
“Ni Hao!”
My fists clenched. I prepared for a confrontation – after all, in the United States, this is the sort of street harassment that many Asian Americans are used to.


