I'm feeling it.
Being a farang in a border town, I'm not feeling fitting in, not left-out,
just being here.
21, June, 2008 at Mae Sot.
"For the perfect flâneur, it is an immense joy to set up house in the heart of the multitude, amid the ebb and flow. To be away from home, yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the centre of the world, yet to remain hidden from the world-such are a few of the slightest pleasures of those independent, passionate, impartial natures which the tongue can but clumsily define."
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