Standing at one of the entrances of the Da Nyin Gone Market, I looked into the inside. There was a small wooden bridge spanned over a sewage canal and the market was built on the other side of the canal. Two persons were seen standing in the passage. They seemed to be shoppers. They stopped at a store and just buy something.
Looking at a side, there was another store and a man took a nap in the store. He sat on the chair and leaned back. The busy time had gone already. He was surrounded by the tranquil atmosphere filled the market. And it could be a leisurely afternoon for him. In spite of the peaceful time, his expression was not so calm. He seemed to be troubled with a nightmare. It might be a temporary respite.
March 6, 2019
SONY ALPHA 7R II
SONNAR T* FE 55MM F1.8 ZA