For three days running, the fire ants were interrupting my breakfast. Crawling around the rim of my coffee cup, and making their way across the screen of my laptop. I was certain these were the forward scouts of a far
Richard McDonald
The Unexpected Consequences of Conversations in Cambodia
The unexpected consequences of conversations in Cambodia I met a young guy during my first three months here in Cambodia. K was working as a builder’s labourer across the street from our dorm. He was a Cham kid,