I had the address written on a piece of paper. 79 Ly Thuong Kiet Street.
A visit from a man who claimed he was robbed at gunpoint and his secret documents stolen.
Richard Pettit was the Charles Bukowski of Hanoi in the late 1990s. This is one of his stories.
Funny cartoons about air raids, forced conscription and ration tickets.
I knew that I would never step inside the narrow walls of Café 129 again.
My first night in Sapa, in November of 1998, I went walking alone down the main street.
They plucked the strings roughly, and the sound hung in the air like a slow breeze.
An accident seemed inevitable, I only wondered if someone would be killed.
In early March 2007 police found cannabis growing in large gardens in Ha Tay province, near Hanoi.
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