hawker hero
Originally uploaded by insee
self reflection. recollection.
there are certain pivotal moments in life when you walk directionless, in a seemingly pointless existence. these moments, propagated by long aimless, bus rides, fueled by chance, captured by cameras, and inscripted in little pink books have a detox effect on the mind. like withdrawal symptoms, the flushing out occurs after the worst has passed. and in my diary, this was the moment, the time and the day. thanks to friends, family and this little pink book, the random bus, on that fateful hawker day, i looked up and believed, that yes, i am my own hero.
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