Yangon, Myanmar
The Door Of The First Car Was Open, And The Tracks Stretched Straight Out The Other Side
The Old Man Was Pointing Inside The Yangon Circular Railway
Insein Station, Yangon
Passengers Lingered In The Car In A Languid Atmosphere
The Door Of The First Car Was Open And The Driver Looked At The Camera Through The Door
The Pedicab With Umbrella Drove Past Me
The Modest Greengrocery Store, Like A Food Stall, Was Open For Business In Front Of Insane Station
Insein Railway Station, Yangon
At Insein Station, Platform Numbers Were Represented By Burmese Numerals
The Girls Looked Out The Car Window And Looked Like They Were Having Fun
The Mother And Boys Sat By The Car Window, Waiting Patiently For The Departure
Passengers Leaned Over To Look At The Plastic Bags Scattered Along The Side Of The Tracks
The Couple And Women With Lunchboxes Were Standing On The Platform
The Peddler With A Large Tray On Her Head Wandered Through The Train
Even In Myanmar, People Snooze On Trains
Phaya Lan Station, Yangon
JR's Used Cars Came To Myanmar And Still Ritually Advertised View Gift Certificates
The Used Car Imported From Japan Came Into The Phaya Lan Station
The Food Stall On The Platform Was Crowded
The Brightly Dressed Woman Was Waiting For The Train On A Bench At The Phaya Lan Station
The Boy And The Girl Were Resting On A Bench At The Phaya Lan Station
The Young Man In The Back Of The Truck Smiled At Me, Showing Me His White Teeth
The Young Man Was Sitting At The Entrance To The Market
The Woman, Surrounded By Merchandise In One Corner Of The Market, Smiled
The Man Was In A Butcher Shop In The Market, Watering His Butcher Shop In A Boring Way
The Boxy Market Was Laid Back And The Man Was Sleeping With His Store Open
Theingyi Market, Yangon
The Girl Was So Embarrassed That She Hid Her Face With The Rope, But Was Watching Me Through The Gap Between The Ropes
Some Were Chatting In The Languid Marketplace, Others Were Simply Sitting And Resting, Doing Nothing
The Man Weighing The Spices Was Putting The Spices On The Scale With A Serious Look On His Face
The Man Stood By The Basket, Peeling Garlic Cloves One After The Other
The Old Man With A White Beard Was Reading A Newspaper In A Market Store
The Store Was Small, So All The Tools Of The Trade Were Arranged In Such A Way That The Owner Could Pick Them Up As He Sat Down
Although It Was Not A Meat Market, There Seemed To Be A Lot Of Butchers In The Market
Live Chickens Were Sold, But I Never Once Saw A Butcher Wringing A Chicken
The Butcher, Who Is Boringly Rustling The Chicken, Seems As If He Thinks He Should Be Doing Something Else
A Peddler Carrying A Carrying Pole Can Do Business Anywhere
In The Messy Workshop, The Man Was Working With A Machine
It Is Said That About 4% Of The Population Is Muslim, But I Don't Know If This Includes The Rohingya People
Dried Shrimp Is An Everyday Ingredient In Myanmar Cuisine, Just As It Is In Thai Cuisine
The Owner Of The Loud Laughter Was Perched Solidly On The Other Side Of The Pomegranate
In The Midst Of A Noisy Open-air Market, The Man Was Silent And Pensive
The Woman Was Slumped Over, Waiting For Customers To Come In To Buy Oranges As If I Didn't Exist
Standing At The Edge Of The Open-air Market, The Woman Had A Tray Piled High With Grapes Around Her Neck
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