A Painting Of A Woman Standing Next To A Truck Art

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Southeast Asia.  Modern day.  Nearer to the city now, the bus thumps and bumps to a slower pace.
Grinding gears mark spaces between dirty children, playing obliviously in the road.
Neither village nor metropolis, outskirts have no identity:
Just a blurry line of encroachment;
a temporary half-life on the way to something more.

Dust springs up from the tires of trucks headed both ways on the road.
A little girl stands crying in a mud puddle; her brothers laughing from the sides.
She has to learn rejection to participate in this brutal, belonging dance.
A little life, and a little death
for a product truly worthy of its name: a good woman is hard to find.
Morning inside the classroom at a private school in Kuala Lumpur before class begins. Students stand next to their desks as the teacher, standing in front, leads them in the usual morning recitations of the five national principles, their voices blending into one:
	"Kepercayaan kepada Tuhan." (Belief in God.)
	"Kesetiaan kepada Raja dan Negara." (Loyalty to the King and Country.)
	"Keluhuran Perlembagaan." (Supremacy of the Constitution.)
	"Kedaulatan Undang-Undang." (Rule of Law.)
	"Kesopanan dan Kesusilaan." (Courtesy and Morality.)
Wing-Sun repeats the words automatically, his eyes drift across the classroom, catching a glimpse of Siu-Zi, the new girl, standing in her usual spot near the window.
a painting of a truck driving down a road
a painting of a man sitting next to a red fire hydrant
Inside an informal church in London.  Wing Sun's father has been invited to attend with his counterpart from the office.  He doesn't have anything else to do on Sunday morning, so he goes along.  we are standing in the back of the room.  There are many people of different ethnicities, the Pastor is standing up front alongside a worship leader with a guitar, and a young black woman, facing the audience.  The atmosphere is warm and welcoming, but Wing Sun's father feels a little uncomfortable.
a painting of two men standing next to each other
a painting of two men standing next to each other
a painting of two men standing next to each other
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