flattered 

At 11PM on a typical Wednesday night, as I combat mosquitos and try to accustom myself to the percussive discordance of a trio of competing Cambodian weddings nearby, it occurs to me I have started to hear some of my straight colleagues using my signature exclamation “Oh, Gay Hell!” to voice their protests at any number of daily absurdities with which those of us who call Cambodia home are faced, and it makes me smile.



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