MYANMAR | Tuesday, 16 Apr 2013 | Views [551] | Scholarship Entry
The pig was dead and half-shaved by the time we arrived. Blood dripped through the bamboo slats on which the butchery took place, mixing with bettle-spit on the pavement below. “This is not a Buddhist tradition?” I asked Johnathon, who sat with me as ... Read more >
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