Le Fugitif

January 5, 2007


Filed under: [2006-2010] Wander | 游 放 — cyan6 @ 12:49 am
That day I met Monroe
China Town, Brisbane
It was quite unordinary to see such a classical woman walking into a Chinese bakery.
I stoped at the gate and cautiously metered the light.
When her showed up, I took 2 shots.
She was surprised, but soon giggled at me.
The moment,
life like a drama.
她转过头来对着我笑了笑, 风铃一般的笑声
在CHINA TOWN 长长的一道走廊,夕阳照着她的脸和崭白的连衣裙
 Polak poppa 
Fresh Market, Davies Park, West End, Brisbane
That moment he was talking with a Russian stall-keeper,
so I firstly took it for grand that he was a Russian too.
I said good morning in Russian(the only Russian word i know)  for greeting.
Maybe thinking I was funny, he was immediately boosted up, started his long speech to me,
all about WWII, Warsaw & Cold War.
The typical grittiness & crankiness,
sweat out from his each word and every whisker.


  1. 那个梦露在照片中好似假人一样。还以为是蜡像。着成甘仲要出入中式糕点店……呵呵,好冲撞。

    Comment by LiaNg — January 5, 2007 @ 11:16 am

  2. 真不错. 喜欢.

    Comment by xiaou — January 6, 2007 @ 4:55 am

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