Phnom Penh   34 Days in Exile    Running to finish every little thing, I left the hotel late to meet Lous Seyda and get a sense of his informal workers association and the “training” program he had invited me to attend. Grabbing the moto, the driver assured me that of course he knew the location across from …

Phnom Penh   33 Days of Exile    Taking a moto in Phnom Penh is a literal experience. These are not the moto-cabs of Manila or Delhi, where you sit in benches in the back. These are small motorcycles where one simply hops on the seat, grabs whatever, and away you go. The streets in this million person …