That's right, there are two. There is, of course, the Angkor Wat that has graced a million postcards, with its soaring stone towers, its lily-strewn moat, its bas-reliefs and labyrinths, its babel of tourists and silky-tongued touts who can con you in five languages. And then there's the Angkor Wat in Dy Proeung's front yard.
"I don't know why...
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