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... Then one of my colleagues asked me a question, and when I turned to answers him, something rather strange took place. I looked at him, at his fair hair and light eyes and, most of all, his obvious immersion in the minutiae of our work, and thought, you are so foreign. I felt in that moment much closer to the Filipino driver than to him. I felt I was play-acting when in reality I ought to be making my way home, like the people on the street outside.
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