Days in Cambodia
When I first met the Grey Boy, he was often melancholic and under appreciating himself. He missed and loved J very much and most of our conversation revolved around this girl that the Grey Boy loves and I have never seen.
While I was away in the UK, he went for a 4 month backpacking trip and when I was back to see the Grey Boy months later, he was like a new person. Alive, smiling and more responsive to conversations. A whole less vodka and smoking could have done him some good apparently.
This is a photo the Grey Boy took in Cambodia.
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