No new news on Mol....
.... i miss the children of the friendly house. when i think of Mol.. ... i remember a smart, shy, mysterious girl. my last memory of her is Loak Tomb Tomb (night front desk clerk at Prince D'angkor --- Loak Tomb Tomb in english = Mr Big Big) reading the Khmer letter Mol wrote to my mother in Khmer. Calling her mommy, thanking her for her kindness and patience and in the simplest but sweetest way saying she will miss her.
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