The discovery of her son's corpse releases an elemental passion not unlike Medea's, the passion of unredressible wrongs.

Isn’t this hyperauthentic narrative of Vietnamese victimhood just the sort of thing calculated to tug at the heartstrings — and wallets — of liberal American readers?

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They went out for a night on the town, but it turned into a pub crawl.