9:00 PM (e) on January 7

I give a small, nervous laugh.

She's the kind of person I'm drawn to.

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Let's stop criticizing my mom.

Many of those people are older now.

What is sacred to them — their culture, their identity, the Theravada Buddhist faith, the history here, and their sense of prestige.

Much of that has been deeply affected.

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In the scene, an unidentified adult woman is visibly upset, gesturing emphatically with her right hand raised and pointing. She has long, wavy hair and is wearing a light-colored satin dress with black lace detailing. Her expression conveys anger or frustration as she speaks the line, "Read the fucking room." The setting appears to be indoors, with warm lighting and a bathroom visible in the background, suggesting a private space. The walls have a textured finish, and there are various objects, including a mirror and a countertop, indicating a domestic environment. The overall atmosphere is charged, reflecting a moment of conflict or confrontation.
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