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There's a hard-working cleaner in the evenings at the office where I work, in her sixties, originally from Eastern Europe. She gets treated by her older female, British born and bred manager in a generally inhospitable and cold manner, and that's at best, and at wost, with barely concealed scorn. Immigrants, well the ones who aren't super-rich and actually have to go out to work, probably get to know well the different sides of human nature generally, be it blind reflex hostility or else unexpected moments of hospitality, a kind word, but perhaps the best they can hope for some days is just a blessed indifference.