Through French-Cambodian director Davy Chou's artful lens— full of compassion, understanding, and absolutely no judgement for his city— I was free to imbue my own Phnom Penh with a more complete vision.
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Faces. I see them every day, in comings and goings on my bicycle: An old man, folded in a deck chair. A woman in the back of a motorcycle, with a piercing stare. A man standing by a cart. Their expressions betray their emotions, flickering in and out. There are stories. Lived, and imagined.