He recalled the days when we visited as a family, to a one-room apartment where nine people were already residing. He distinctly remembers my drawings, and that I once had a fit (probably due to heatstroke) and had to be sent to the hospital. I was probably 13 years old then.
Kim Po seems very alert and pleased to see us. She and Sam struck it off, chatting about this and the other.
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