WHERE I WORK
“This is my studio,” Sopheap Pich declares as we approach an empty 20th-century Buddhist temple on the rural outskirts of Phnom Penh. But he drives right past the temple and laughs at my incredulous expression.
In an age when almost everything, sacred and profane, has a price tag, this seemed entirely plausible to me.
In fact, driving through the grounds of this modern temple, which is used daily by the villagers of Prek Leap, is…