The alley hides a treasure, the common folk doing what they do best
I remember walking at an alley, with a near experience of being bruised by the crushing crowd. The alley was alive, hectic; people moving pass each other, seeking things to buy for the afternoon and weekend. Others were busy bargaining, intensely, trying to get the best price. Everything in Bangkok is subjected to the art […]
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