Front of massage business. 
A closer look. 
Not much privacy.
There must be scores of storefronts in Cambodia where massages are offered by blind individuals. I gather seeing hands massages are available in other countries as well.
Although a massage here is not an extravagant indulgence for me and other expats, I have gone in five years to only two place where it is the blind who do the work.
My first experience — it happened to be in Battambang — was too painful for me to relax. My second time was in Phnom Penh, when I was seeking relief for a shoulder that was sore for months.
A masseur named Hab also administered considerable pain, which my shoulder needed, but it was not until he uttered “no pain, no gain” in English that Continue reading
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