According to IMDB "Doraemon is a robotic cat that comes from the 22nd century. He comes to 20th century and stays with Nobi Family. The Nobis love Doraemon very much."

Yes, I knew it should rhyme but I was too lazy to do it. You, however, have come up with the perfect jingle. I knew you would. Thank you. I was just trying to be cute.

I've only recently gotten into the advertising game, but I think the key to an effective jingle is a good rhyme. I hope you'll forgive me for making a slight adjustment to your jingle.

Was it a hundred degrees? / Was your day a dud?
It can only get better / with a can of Krud.

Excellent!

The Swiss love to travel. Meeting other travelers is always a little surprising for me, although I don't know why. It's fairly common. I read about it in journals like this and have experienced it myself. It seems like I go into trips not expecting or wanting a lot of interaction, but end up having memorable interactions and some times long friendships.

Holy smokes! Never gets old.

That's a nice view to wake up to.

Exactly right, Jen. Thank you.

The presence of your shadow in this space feels like courageous compassion.

On the other side of the world I light a figurative candle to offer peace to all who suffered there.

Kristen, Thank you for understanding perfectly what I was trying to convey. To 'like' one of these photos is to care about humanity. You got it, as you always do. I wasn't going to put these photos out there but now I'm glad I did. Thank you again.

I visited the memorial/museum at the Killing Fields a few years back, and the feelings are the same. Chilling, sobering, frightening, yet actually well done, with a professionally produced audio guide. I couldn’t face doing the school as well, so appreciated your input.

Enjoy Cambodia. Do not wear white bike shirts on rainy days - the orange mud acts just like a permanent dye.

Okay, my heartbeat is slowing too. Glad you are out of the traffic!

Cast a pall indeed!

Bruce,

Truly, truly gutting. Though it feels strange to “love” anything about what these photos depict, I appreciate you sharing what happened there through your frame. I heard children laughing and felt the crush of despair that lived in those walls.

And as I touched more and more of the hearts I imagined, not simply ‘loving’ a photo, but sending more and more love out into the world, and perhaps, in some small way, combat the utter cruelty that lives inside humanity.

Thank you, as always, for sharing what you experience, as you uniquely see it, as Bruce Photos, at Bike Friday speed.

Your description of Tuol Sleng Prison is excellent--too excellent. Even though I've never physically been there, I join Andrea in never wanting to go there again. In fact, after reading this page, I was afraid to look at the pictures on the next page. I looked anyway.