I frowned up at the skies as the darkened overhead started to drizzle huge drops onto my forehead. “Great,” I whisper to myself. The weather was totally imitating how I feel right now. I quickened my pace into the next run-down building and half-skipped into the first room. Suddenly, dark, dampened and suffocating atmosphere seemed … Continue reading Dark, Creepy and Rainy – A Visit to the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum
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