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Chinh Nguyên

            and sickened by the way they were looked and did not think about
            the cause of the problem in society. The prejudices of old traditions
            and conservatives become ingrained in their minds. They don't want
            to search after the truth of society to understand why there is this
            kind of person, why prostitutes sell themselves to live. The war had
            reached anywhere, devastated by the whole country, hadn't it?  The
            political  economy  is  in  crisis.  Most  people  tried  to  work  hard  to
            maintain their families living, but there was not enough food to live.
            Morality  was  on  the  decline  because  it  influenced  more  bad  than
            good things from foreigners. The youth were afraid of war, the war
            had destroyed the whole country and killed a lot the people, most
            young men either was looking for their passion for playing, to burn
            themselves or going to be a soldiers to kill and to be killed, it was the
            same case of the forgetting their conditions of afraid in the possible
            death at any time by the rockets or bullets from the Viet-Cong, which
            they salvo shell into the city or on the battlefield. I am a bad woman
            living in the indifference of this society! I couldn't find move anything
            to choice; I must live for myself...!  Phuong wiped her tears away,
            some of them ran on her cheeks and dropped

                to her skirt ... "

                Surprised,  Tuyet looked at Phuong, then bent her head.


                " If I had known you were so sad, I would not have talked about
            all of this.  I am sorry...!  You are italics his wife, aren't you? Don't
            hide it from me, please.  "     Tuyet asked.

                Phuong shook her head and sighed.

                " No.  I am not Nguyen's wife.  I loved him, but one way only. "

                Phuong replied.


                Tuyet narrowed her eyebrows.
                "  You aren't his wife, and he does not love you.  Why do you
            want


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