The door of a house in front of my guest house was open. And a little girl was sitting on the ground. Nobody was around her. She was left alone and crying. Her shout echoed in the narrow street. She might be preached by her parents.
The scent of the ordinary life was wafting in the dense residential area. When I noticed, her cry was not heard. The lane was silent. And I could hear the sound of paying kids from the distance.
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February 11, 2008
Luang prabang, Laos
CANON EOS 1V
EF85MM F1.2L II USM