Tuesday, March 26, 2019

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Fish feast by the lake--Krong Buk









This area attracts the most desperate people from the rest of Vietnam, so all these fuckers are true survivalists, not reality TV versions. Each can survive alone in the jungle forever. We plucked leaves off nearby trees to wrap hunks of fish, just caught. A shamefaced pussy, I was the only one who didn't know what wild plants were edible, what not. As for that grandma, she can outdrink most frat boys, though this day she had to limit her imbibing, for she had to go pick black peppers for hire, right after the fish feast. Mostly, they fish.



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