Observation: A Lower Class Vietnamese Home

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…her machine and, like her husband, slowly withdraws back into the mind numbing cacophony of humming sewing machines. I feel as if I have intruded enough on their private lives, and do not have a desire to see more. I have been here numerous times before, but only to visit their elder children, and have never paid either parent much attention. This new insight leaves me saddened and I retreat quietly from their grey world.