the first of july, 2 0 1 0 . . .
returned home from woek crawling through the clogged ldp, wipers in clockworks, and the AC blowing straight at my soggy pants legs . . .
at this part of PJ.. somehow or rather, i've always managed to capture some pretty decent skyshots. perhaps due to the void of any skyscrapers ... or simply, the everguaranteed pre-traffic lights crawl on this stretch ...
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