...An Apostate: Nawin of Thais By Steven Sills 1 He assumed that in being exhausted from sporadic fits of sle... ...ven Sills 1 He assumed that in being exhausted from sporadic fits of sleep and wakeful spans of dull, hypnagogic thoughts matching the inertia of his ... ...adic fits of sleep and wakeful spans of dull, hypnagogic thoughts matching the inertia of his confinement he would finally become ensconced there, in ... ...e would finally become ensconced there, in this train jostling him around, and at last fall asleep. This was his hope; but in the meantime there was a... ...in jostling him around, and at last fall asleep. This was his hope; but in the meantime there was a languid battle with insomnia and inordinate time t... ...o see her fleeing from him. He thought, "Why on Earth are you running from me now--why are you not making it up to me now;" but he had not brought her... ...him. "What?" he asked. "Why are you upside down?" asked Nawin innocently. "I am, am I? Khrap, khrap [yes, yes], I guess so that you would ask me why I... ...ently. "I am, am I? Khrap, khrap [yes, yes], I guess so that you would ask me why I am upside down." Nawin smiled widely. "Are you going to Vientiane?... ...hang that way?" "Don't know," said Nawin. "Don't try drinking it that way. I don't want you to dribble on me." "Yes, of course, khorpkhun khrap [thank...

...This is the continuation of Nawin's story. Now a famous prostitute painter suffering a midlife crisis, he abandons supercilious makings of wealth for a train trip ride to Laos where he repudiates and ventures onto something new...