At one time, for Chinese New Year, my Mum would have a new blouse made for each day of the 15 days we celebrated the new year. Over the years, it was not surprising that her wardrobe overflowed . I remember one morning, she opened the doors of her wardrobe, looked at all her clothes stacked inside and said sadly to me, "I haven't got anything to wear." I didn't have the heart to tell her that she had enough clothes to open a shop.
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