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 | *Whispers* "Don't let those Mexican migrants order here." |  |
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 | *Whispers* "Okay sir, they're all dirty anyways." |  |
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 | *Shouts* "I made your lunch, have a great day at the field." |  |
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 | *Shouts* "I'll be off with the kids working for 14 hours." |  |
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 | *Thinking* "Finally Sunday, a day to ourselves." |  |
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 | *Thinking* "Are we that bad that the anglo's don't want to be near us?" |  |
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