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Stacy Liu
Tash Aw

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is a photo of my grandfather, who moved from southern China to Malaysia not long after the First World War, when he was still a boy. For him, ‘liberty’ meant the right to live in a dry, secure home, the freedom to search for and find work, no matter how menial, the ability to start a family. For me, merely two generations later, liberty is a very different concept, but for many new immigrants in Malaysia and elsewhere, not much has changed since my grandfather’s day. 

 

 

While government watches you, who watches the government?