Lemons and daffodils. Butter and honey and sweet custard. Tropical mangoes and golden sashes. And of happiness and eggnog and…
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loving the poor
Pearls.
“Hey Wai Jia. You know…” ” Yes?” “Uh… I read your blog and uh… this sounds silly uh… but I…
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Now I See.
The Cleaning Lady. That Girl Who Had An Abortion. The Blind Man Selling Tissue Paper. That Uncle. That Auntie. The…
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Esther.
It was almost as if there was some sort of forcefield around her. No one stood even remotely near her,…
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Behind bars.
“Aren’t you scared? I mean, there’ve been newspaper reports about aftershocks and recent post-quake floods in the area… … Ah,…
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Available.
I was at the missions clinic waiting for the missionary doctor to give me the necessary vaccinations for the crisis…
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