Once again, I’m casting side glances. Once again, I m’ taking the freedom to pause where it might not be appropriate.

How long would it take until I’d  get into the local mode of permanent rush? Then again, what if only the outsider’s ability to cast side glances unveils what makes a city beautiful? (tbc)

*Aside from all possible disturbances: a low budget, self made bento menu has a charm of its own.*