And there's this sweet smell that lingers along the corridors of old housing estate in the early morning ... (was it from the incense?) Chanced upon an old bookstore which I used to visit like once a year when I was a child, saw Andrew's chase for a plate of oiishi carrotcake (kekeke), looked at other artists' sketchbooks (oh!) and had a nostalgic feeling revisiting the area =)
Good day!
Off to catch some sleep!
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