Irrawaddy crew

No Burmese-in-exile party is complete without a guitar (every guy knows how to play, because that was the only way to impress the ladies back home before Burma became the “modern, developed nation” it is today). For my part, I always tried to make my exiled friends feel right at home by abusing their human rights every chance I got.

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