Immigration 

On a bus stop, afternoon, two men discussing.

Man 1: “Oh, yeah. The grub is different, isn’t it?”

Man 2: “Here it’s potato, mostly potato, yes? We’ll there it’s rice. Rice, rice.”

Man 1: “Are your parents here, are they living here or…?”

Man 2: “No, not yet, no, but I would like them to come, hopefully they will be able to come some day.”

Man 1 to a woman approaching, shaking coins in a paper cup:

“No, no money, go away.”
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