I was up in Montreal, Canada and I met up with a couple of friends, one of
them being Iranian. We decided to go to the Casino (the Iranian guy is a
very big gambler) so he took us to the VIP section.
On one of the tables there was 2 Asian men, 1 Caucasian man, and a mid
age blond woman. The table limit was $500 minimum, the blonde woman bet
$1000 on one hand of blackjack, then me and my friend started to speak Persian. We actually started to make fun of her, and he kept telling me it
will be nice to pick that woman up just for her money, so we started to go
along and make jokes about it, and kept passing her to each other as a
treat. Then all of the sudden she turned back and started to speak Persian with us. She said دستتون درد نکنه میشه لطفا تصمیمتون را بگیرید که کدومتون میخواد منو بلند کنه. اینقدر تعارف نکنید. We were shocked. No way she was Iranian, she didn’t look Iranian at all, so
we didn’t answer because we were shocked, and then she said خیلی میخوام بدونم شما از چه خانواده ای هستید که بلد نبودند تربیتتون کنند.
I remember when I first arrived in the US due to the different culture I was brought up in, the folks in town teased me and considered me "not right" and implied slight mental illness or simply being different. I was in a relationship of some kind with this girl in town. She once told me, “Everybody thinks I should be afraid of you, but I’m not.” The town's sheriff would take photographs of us and follow one or both of us in his vehicle. Eventually I caught her making love to an unidentified person. Shortly afterwards the sheriff also arrived and spotted me. I fled, leaving my scarf behind on the branch of a bush. My girlfriend disappeared under suspicious circumstances and was later found dead. Shunned by many, I was immediately considered the main suspect. While in the interrogation room, I was shown a white cloth, which the sheriff identified as the item used to strangle the girl. I denied that the girl and I were romantically involved. Locals vandalized o...
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