This essay was originally published at TaylorPearson.Me Duh, Duh, Duh. Duh, Duh, Duh. I throw a pillow over my head even though I know it’s useless. It’s 7am on Saturday in Vietnam and that means jackhammering time. I hear the beep-beep of the motorbike horns outside now. Saigon couldn’t care less I spent 2 hours tossing in bed last night. I run through my morning ritual and after a quick good morning to my landlady […]
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