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... tility, but surprisingly quick recovery…]
I was half listening to the speaker when suddenly, the man sitting in the row ahead of me turned around to look at me.
A familiar face.
He’s the Vietnamese guy who was assigned to the same department.
‘Was his name Phuong?’
Phuong's eyes were rolling, trying to seek agreement from me about the absurdity of what the white man had just said.
Thanks to him, I was able to shake off the dust from an old memory. ...
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