Modern Myths of Cambodia: Ghevoon the Magic Man

[acemcgaven]

Vannah spoke in a low, hoarse voice, pausing occasionally out of deference to my hurried scratching of notes on a tattered piece of receipt paper. We had met in the Mekong Crossing for a drink, and were huddled around my usual table in the back sipping from cans of beer and leaning close, exchanging conspiratorial whispers. The globe lights cast

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[acemcgaven]

I'll even send you a signed copy.

[acemcgaven]

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