Murderous madness has replaced the sweet life of a young democracy. The magnificent smiles of the Burmese disappeared drowned by torrents of tears and blood. The delirium of the junta was displayed on Facebook with an incredible degree of violence. Why did one of the most beautiful countries in the world and one of the most welcoming populations ever encountered elsewhere fall into such a nightmare?
The magnificent smiles of the Burmese disappeared drowned by torrents of tears and blood. The delirium of the junta was displayed on Facebook with an incredible degree of violence. Why did one of the most beautiful countries in the world and one of the most welcoming populations ever encountered elsewhere fall into such a nightmare?
What a pleasure to go up at the end of the day, when the heat begins to dissipate, your narrow streets of the historic center in search of faces to photograph.
Why could a little poutinian from Naypyidaw frustrated with the times create such a disaster?
Will we see each other again one day in Bandula park at the end of the day when families meet to lie down for a while on the lawns?
We will meet again, I am sure, freedom always triumphs over dictatorships.
Yangon, my city.
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