The boy leaned back on the luggage carrier of a small truck

Walked through the street market, I entered a wide street. Many automobiles were parked on both sides of the street. Because it was prohibited to ride a motorbike in the city center, there were no motorbikes. The four-wheel vehicles were arranged by the roadside. I saw not only private cars but also service vehicles.

When I came to one of the service vehicles, I found a boy sitting on its luggage carrier. The boy leaned back and relaxed while he put his leg on the back door of the truck. There were no burdens but him. Maybe the burdens had been carried to the street market already. And his parent might sell them there. At any rate, the boy seemed to have nothing to do. When he noticed me, he smiled bashfully. Looking closer, he held an umbrella under his arm in spite of the favorable weather.