When I was working on Accountable, I often did interviews in restaurants and cafes. One morning, as I sat having breakfast with the young man who is called Brutsri in the book, I noticed that the man at the table next to us was eavesdropping shamelessly.
Brutsri, a handsome South Asian college freshman, had been telling me a compelling story, one of the …
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