In Cambodia, the Day I Opened a Bottle of Wine for Someone

The week of my eighteenth birthday, I lost everything on the streets of Bangkok. When I was penniless, a job offer was handed to me - a monthly salary of 15,000, including food and accommodation, and the job was in Cambodia. I thought I was grasping at straws, it was just a regular security job. Until the third day. In the back alley of the casino, I was forced into a corner, and those words were like a knife piercing my ear: "Dignity needs to be redefined here." At that moment, I made a life-changing decision. That decision landed me in the hospital for two weeks, spitting blood that stained the white sheets. I also met a man named Ahu. He said, "Follow me and you can survive." From then on, I followed his car and saw the day and night of Cambodia.