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Thai side of the border

The sound of so many shuffling feet spans the simple cement bridge. From one border to the other, I walk alongside dark, stooped people, dust clinging to every surface of them. Heavy trucks scatter us, rumbling through like huge, hungry bellies spitting out dust as it eats at the bridge. People subbing for oxen pull wooden carts with their families piled in the back.

I'm thinking, If I were going to shoot this, I’d tell the cinematographer to burn the film, make a searing, almost completely whited-out, blinding lightscape.
Then i'd throw hot sand at the audience.