"If you take a sharp knife to dissect my heart for the grit and sludge of hated and prejudice, you will find it there. If you carve my heart in search of the red blood and scented flesh of compassion, forgiveness and courage, you will see that too. I am a prism of possibilities. And as you move, and as my breath moves me, the colours of the refraction is shifting, shimmering, shifting." --Chi Vu, in Vietnam: A Psychic Guide
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