I think the one thing I will never forget about Phnom Penh is the smell of mass humanity. The crowded, hurried streets, the smiles of the not so fortunate. Did I mention the smell. The eager to please and the bustling utopia it is for those destined to make a dollar and maybe never leave their country. The hopeful, the hateful, the well to be that drive past starving children in the $200,000 lexus's. The extravagence to Buddha and the passion for a better life. Having said all that I perhaps did not spend enough time there to realise what makes
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