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The nervous tics and the errant speech patterns were dead giveaways that something was sorely amiss with the…
The nervous tics and the errant speech patterns were dead giveaways that something was sorely amiss with the…
Little did I know how much I'd learn in my first two weeks at work in Phnom Penh.In…
I looked down at the porcelain fixture on the floor, happy that, for this stop on the way…
In the cafe where I'm presently sitting, the menu offers a glass of gin for $2.50. A chocolate…
Today was the last day of our settling in in Phnom Penh before we start working at our…
Meanderthalic musings on a steamy Sunday morning from the land of incredible contrasts. First, though, Happy Birthday to…