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Thursday, January 13, 2005

He lives in a slum area, very crowded. Late at night, motorists still pass in the alley in front of his house and early in the morning, noises from passers-by will disturb him, forcing him to wake up early. His bedroom is very small with minimum ventilation. It consists of a two-storey bed and a desk. He has to share the room with his brother. Because of the bad ventilation, he even arranges himself to sleep late to minimize his stay in his own bedroom. Besides, late at night’s air tends to be not that hot. He often sleeps only with a pant to avoid hot air.

When he comes home late, many times he will encounter hoodlums in his area, asking for money. Smelling the aroma of alcohol, he will just give them the money. You never know what drunken hoodlums can do even if they have what they want. Peace is far from his heart. Living peacefully is his dream.

The trauma he had, when one of the hoodlums tried to break into his house years ago, is still there. At that time, he had to deal with court, with threat, with worries, with insecurity.

He has lived in this area for about ten years before moving out to a better, more peaceful place. He continues his life…

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