Pretty Sarcasm And Coffee Shirt
Servers fuss over us. Wine smoothes the day’s rough edges and the cheese plate is indulgent, accompanied by honeycomb and nuts. We drop our guards for the first time since crossing the border and dig in. We’ve started to feel like ourselves again when out of the corner of my eye, I spot a pride flag across the alley. There’s a gay bar opposite the restaurant, and it hosts nightly drag shows. We can’t resist the chance to see what drag looks like in Cambodia, but we’re too tired to go now. “Another night,” my wife says. He next morning, as we take breakfast by the pool before visiting the Angkor temples, we spot the owner of the Golden Banana trimmi shrubbery.
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