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... stened with the colors of the sea. My mother meticulously removed the bones and placed a thick piece of mackerel in my rice bowl. Her face was wrinkle-free, the face of a young woman who had lost her husband early and single-handedly opened a fish stall at the Namhang Market.
The moment felt too precious to be a mere glimpse before death. I wanted to hold onto it forever. Wasnt this the mother who devoted her life to me? The image of my young mother was more beautiful and noble than any ...
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