Tanatat Khuttapan

In a world of condescension and uncalled-for remarks, Nunt feels the urge to ingratiate herself with others—otherwise no one will acknowledge or befriend her. With extreme compulsion rather than passion, she’s doing so many things at once to please everybody, utterly unaware of an imminent loss that will shatter all of her wishes.

Two women, one Thai and the other Burmese, are mutually bound to a crippling fate. An abandoned house far deep within a lush mangrove forest offers them an enlightening glimpse of solace.

In a world of condescension and uncalled-for remarks, Nunt feels the urge to ingratiate herself with others—otherwise no one will acknowledge or befriend her. With extreme compulsion rather than passion, she’s doing so many things at once to please everybody, utterly unaware of an imminent loss that will shatter all of her wishes.

In a world of condescension and uncalled-for remarks, Nunt feels the urge to ingratiate herself with others—otherwise no one will acknowledge or befriend her. With extreme compulsion rather than passion, she’s doing so many things at once to please everybody, utterly unaware of an imminent loss that will shatter all of her wishes.

Two women, one Thai and the other Burmese, are mutually bound to a crippling fate. An abandoned house far deep within a lush mangrove forest offers them an enlightening glimpse of solace.

Two women, one Thai and the other Burmese, are mutually bound to a crippling fate. An abandoned house far deep within a lush mangrove forest offers them an enlightening glimpse of solace.