Sok sa bai

Where are the monks? I came here to see the monks. I thought there were monks everywhere. Where are they?”

Close my eyes and the words come back, churning in my head the same way a ceiling fan was churning over Martin Sheen during the opening scene of Apocalypse Now. Cigarette smoke swirls around the room, the humidity and sweating intense. Mekong Whiskey …

“There are mosquitoes everywhere. I’ll die of dengue fever.”

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