The first ever photograph I took in my life: My father with his elbow leaned against a coconut tree in Pangkor Island. His smile was weak and helpless because I was holding his camera. I was four years old.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Imagine after getting off the plane, taking the subway for an hour, and the first thing you see is this. My legs were shaking. Shibuya, Tokyo.
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