One of the locations we are at is in chinatown and during breakfast I
like to sit @ the park and watch the old chinese men play chinese
chess.
I would love to hear their stories. How they came to be here in the
heart of downtown New York doing the things that remind them of their.
homeland. My both grandfathers have passed away and even before that, I
hardly spoke to them. These old men are as strange to me as they were.
Did these men come over here as I did - to flee? Government change,
regime change, poverty or familial expectations?
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