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1 " Their eyes seemed to see another life—a life that was losing clarity and focus. And those beasts that had been there the longest could see only wire mesh and concrete. All memories of the past had drained from them. They sat on their logs and their rocks, their heads slowly scrolling left and right like dementia patients, mesmerized by the passing visitors but not at all interested in "
― Colin Cotterill , Don't Eat Me (Dr. Siri Paiboun #13)
2 " This is Ugly,” said Geung. “He’s a different animal. He’s an animal called a dog. People call him a dumb animal because he can’t speak and because he licks his arse.” More laughter. “But he can rec . . . recognize hundreds of different scents and he can run fast. So in many ways, he’s better than us. People call me and Tukta dumb animals too. We speak and we don’t lick our arses, but most people think they’re better than us. They can be unkind. Our bodies are clumsy and we won’t live very long and our brains work more slowly than yours. We can’t be doctors and we can’t be prime ministers, but we work hard and we’re kind and funny and we say what we believe. So, my wish on this day, this happiest day of my life, is that we stop thinking we’re better than other animals and start to believe that we all con . . . contribute something different and wonderful to our planet. The tiger teaches us d-d-dignity and how to control our power. The pig gives us compost that grows our vegetables. The lizard eats mosquitoes that give us dengue fever. The fish cleans our rivers and gives up its life to feed our children. If I can have one one one . . . wish this day, it is that we all stop comparing the size of our brains and learn to see the size of each other’s hearts.” Even the evening cicadas had fallen silent. "
3 " Yes, comrade,” said Foo, and he took off to his bicycle. There were no limos that morning. Most of Daeng’s troops were on foot or on bikes. But nobody objected to being given these tasks. Daeng noticed her husband at the shop front. “Any luck?” she asked. “She hasn’t seen them,” said Siri. “Damn.” “Are the hospitals covered?” he asked. “May and Mai went without their breakfasts,” said Daeng. “They’re over at Mahosot now. They’re good nurses. Experienced. If anything bad happened overnight they’ll take care of it.” “And the Soviet hospital?” asked Siri. "