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I The first time I saw a living Vietnamese person up close, he was kneeling in a rice paddy, pulling weeds with his hands. He couldn't have been older than twelve. He looked up when we stepped into the paddy, water rising to his waist, and he smiled. It was a small smile, the kind that says I know you're not here to hurt me because you haven't hurt me yet. Sarge put his hand on my shoulder....

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