'Jia, who lives in mines and isolated mountain villages? Trash, reactionary elements. Everybody knows we don't need these people in this society. We're just going there to throw trash away.'
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I wasn't able to defend them, having left the mountain myself and hidden my early life, but looking at Seunggyu's contemptuous profile, I was reminded of my maternal grandfather. 'Don't say that. They're still human, they feel happiness and sadness like you do. How do you know what they think? Have you ever talked with them sincerely?' I was indignant.