A travelogue by Larry Quah who travels to open the "windows of his mind", takes nothing with him but fond memories and leaves nothing but his footprints.
Friday, October 26, 2007
At a rest stop, I observed these lanterns are made of calling cards; the proprietor names it "Calling card station".
At a rest stop, I observed these lanterns are made of calling cards; the proprietor names it "Calling card station".
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