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Keeping Death In Mind

March 10, 2010. Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Late morning.

I pulled on my swim trunks, trainers, and a tank top and walked out of my little guesthouse room, sliding through the cramped restaurant strewn with tables, and out into the hot, dusty air of Phnom Penh. It's a hot day. It'll be good to swim after lifting weights.

I said, "No no, thank you" to the tuk-tuk drivers offering to take me somewhere in the city, pushed through the little crowd, and out onto the street. The streets in Cambodia more resemble alleyways than streets, and I navigate around people and vehicles.

I went down to the end of the street, turned left, and skirted along close to the local restaurants, half-tent half-storefront type places to get food. I stepped into the crosswalk, the Hotel Cambodiana rising in front of me. I check right and then left, and I watch left as I cross, watching for oncoming traffic.

A loud scream rings out. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

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Annie and I went to the Sony Store, where I bought a Vaio P laptop. I need a new laptop, and it's one of the ones I'm considering, so I figured I'd buy it and return it if I didn't like it.

The sales rep who approached me was a genuinely cheerful and earnest girl with an Argentinean accent. She came up to us we were checking out the ebook readers (which I love, by the way), she helpfully  demonstrated the features and answered questions well.

So far so good.

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