The Wistful Witness

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Act I Orapin Chaiyasit was twelve years old and holding a cracked ceramic bowl that hummed against his palms. The rain in the klongs was not water; it was a grey sludge that ate the sound of the bells. I wanted the bowl to stop. I wanted to find Nong. She had been gone three days since the riots started, and the shopkeeper said she was alive. The shopkeeper, Uncle Somchai, smelled of stale fish...

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