Was separated from my group of friends and went exploring the museum on my own. Came into this room and linger around to understand the why of the sufferings.
Suddendly the weather changed and everything went darker, and stong gust of wind blew the window shut with a loud bang, scared the hell out of me.
Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum, Phnom Penh, Cambodia.
2 responses
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Michel González Brun said (15 Aug 2008):
I remember S21 and the killing fields, they all had an eerie peacefulness that sent shivers down one's spine much like your photo. Beautiful yet grim!
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Joseph H. Dalton gave props (22 Aug 2008):
May we never forget...Beautiful shot.
