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One time I was on a 8 hour layover in HongKong on my way to Vietnam and I was adopted by a Vietnamese father at the airport on his way home. He bought me food and guarded my bags when I had to use the bathroom. After we landed in Saigon and went our own ways I sometimes think about him and what he did for me in those hours and how it really meant alot to me and he probably doesn't even notice.
