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He had a knack for breaking things. She rocked on the toilet floor with trembling hands Trying to tape the smashed pieces of her mix cassette together.   She inserted it into her walkman and tried to press play. Didn’t work. She took a knife and tightened the screws And tried again. Her body sagged in relief, she finally sobbed into her chest.   Born … Continue reading 9/24

Passing through Phnom Penh

With my airport pickup not showing up despite several email reconfirmations, it spelled out how things work in Cambodia. While I usually try not arrive in a new place after dark, there are very limited connections to Phnom Penh from Sydney. Arriving half-dead on the back of a tuk-tuk at midnight is a sight probably very familiar to the guys at the guesthouse because no … Continue reading Passing through Phnom Penh