i don't really have a title for this one.
I worked the graveyard shift again tonight, after a long hiatus from straight party photography. Freelancing is cool, it pays more per shot, and I still get to deviate from the prime objective and take some pictures for myself. But I'm getting tired of what KL tries so hard to be. I'm done. Find me at the mamak down the street. Teh ais on me.
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Hi!
I read your post.
Did you take this photo?
It's really good.
I'm from Brazil,and my english isn't so good.
But i'm looking for new friends.
Can you add me?
=*
My responses, in reverse:
kev: You're a socialite also you don't know is it? It's the view of Asian Heritage Row from Cynna's balcony. How can like this.
kelly: Thanks for dropping by. I don't think I've ever had a friend in Brazil before, so that makes you special! And your English is fine. Waaaay better than my Portuguese, at any rate heh
sengming: Good question. I've lived here all my life, and the one pattern that keeps recurring in regard to KL is how it suffers from wanting to be so many different cities, usually all at once. I'm all for improving the way things work here, but I can't help but feel like I'm driving through pockets of make-believe cities whenever I go round town: bits of New York, bits of Tokyo, bits of LA's Rodeo Drive. But every bit we lend to copying another city's superficial, commercially-pimped image (and that's just it. we can never be NYC, because NYC is NYC for a whole slew of individually unique reasons)
is one bit of KL we lose. I miss the unassuming, rather gritty, hustle-every-minute-of-your-life KL. Maybe that's why I love walking around Jalan Masjid India.Okay I've rambled on for long enough.
Nice. Reminds me of my high school years hanging around town. I haven't been back to that part of KL in ages though, is it really still like that? =)