There is a Railway on which we can walk throuhgh in Phnom Penh. I went there with Markus from South Africa and Bjoern from Germany. Some were washing the dishes, some were washing their body with rainwater. Full of smoke from burning something. Full of garbages here and there. In a word, that area is simply shitty. But we saw a Raw Life along the Railway and it was at least fresh experience. No posed, no staged. I will keep on trying to see the world as it is and trying to find a beautiful story even in a struggling life. How to see the world, that matters.