十八. Handover

I know in my heart of hearts that it’s me blocking myself, not a bossman on the other side.

Mười bảy. The Good, the Bad, and the Blind

Loneliness and self-doubt in Vietnam.

สิบหก. A Blossom in the House

An usher had shown me to a secluded area, behind a trellis screen away from the stage, and I was seated at a bar top table, when the manager walked over.