Saw another dead bloke today. I think that bumps my number up on this trip to three. This old dude with wispy white hair and beard. Vietnamese I think. He looked serene in death, lying flat on his back. Surrounded by soldiers I couldn’t get too close – there were no obvious weapon marks, no blood, no crater sized exit wounds left by slugs of lead from some big bore hand cannon. Perhaps it was natural causes – he looked quite old.