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VienSun
VienSun is a love poem to my adopted city, Vientiane. Her streets littered with disjointed and scarred buildings, its electrical wires hanging like cobwebs, never cease to fascinate me. During my early morning walks through slumbering neighbourhoods or on my trips to and from the near-empty downtown bathed in leaden heat, I have often been able to marvel at her dawns and dusks as they transform the city-scape.
VienSun is a love poem to my adopted city, Vientiane. Her streets littered with disjointed and scarred buildings, its electrical wires hanging like cobwebs, never cease to fascinate me. During my early morning walks through slumbering neighbourhoods or on my trips to and from the near-empty downtown bathed in leaden heat, I have often been able to marvel at her dawns and dusks as they transform the city-scape.
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