In my old country, we never sold bubble guns and brooms at the traffic lights.
In my old country, we never trimmed our flower bushes with a machete.
In my old country, we never sat on the power lines.
In my old country, we never let our toddlers drive our motorbikes.
In my old country, we never drove into oncoming traffic.
In my old country, we never gave taxi rides to our motorbikes.
In my old country, we never made offerings to the spirits outside the mall.
In my old country, I never cried over powdered donuts.
In my old country, we never bought office furniture on the side of the road.
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