Three white doves on a tiled house roof, trading heights for days with a flock-flock of wings.

The Vietnamese don't build houses to last. It is all enemy territory.
Stay nimble; choose your collaborations wisely; eat the birds.
Three white doves on a red tiled roof, they hop too quickly to aim at.

But we are the supertourists. We stand outside, bigger than our own history.

And they are the ones who get away.