Shot in the city of Sonargaon, Bangladesh.
There was a shed by the roadside. I didn't know what the shed was there. And a boy was sitting inside. He was watching the traffic alone through the lattice. A round hole was built on the lattice. So the shed looked like a kind of ticket offices.
He had a searching expression on his face as if he was waiting for dodgy trading partners. Yet I thought the place was too eye-catching to do something to hide. Of course, he was not interested in me because I was not a person he waited.