Two mornings in a row I drove out of my soi in the Lumpini area only to find ambulances parked in front of Lumpini Park, where more people had been shot or bombed.
Every death, every injury, that’s one more too many. It doesn’t matter which colour shirt he or she wears.
Then I arrived at the office and turned the computer on, and tragedy turned to disgust.
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