British International School of Phnom Penh

Surviving the Killing Fields, pages 46-47. I may live in Peking rather than Phnom Penh, but I'm still the same old Sihanouk. A little original, or bizarre if

of demonic creatures who had somehow taken over the country were systematically massacring and starving the population. […] the evacuation of Phnom Penh

be the dead the minute you hit Chinese airspace. Jesse: So I'll go to Phnom Penh or Mandalay. They need cure. I was headed there next, anyway. Cooper: