…It’s a routine we know well. They get to work, I read a bit, and often I fall asleep. The whole time they are talking and laughing — in Vietnamese. And if you think I’m about to complain about their speaking in a language I don’t understand, think again. I have absolutely no idea what they’re talking about (the only words I understand are “girl loves boy” and “boy loves girl” — which obviously has nothing to do with getting my nails done). For all I know someone is wondering why I keep biting my fingernails and the other is complaining about the rough, tough calluses on the heels of my feet. But I don’t know and I don’t care.

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