by Roderick Warich
Salisa is Thai. Salisa is twenty. 2557 is her Film. These are her memories. Memories of the way the soil smells after the rain. Long nights in the barbaric clubs and alleys of Krung Thep. Her friends are Thais, but also expats, small-time crooks all of them. Memories of a love triangle, of theft and betrayal. Memories of paranoia just before the military coup. Memories of murder and a getaway. A journey that ends on the dusty plains of Isaan. The ghosts of 2557.