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High Smoke Noon 正午煙熏

  • Writer: Yow Yi-woon 游爾奐
    Yow Yi-woon 游爾奐
  • Jun 5, 2022
  • 1 min read

Fuming vapours way up high

Steel can and ovens with walls and ceiling darkened by fume.

Dazed by blaze,

defeated by heat,

swearing like sweat raining down the chest.

Who says workers don't need to rest?


Thai massage worker resting in shop foyer.
Bread trays and chair abandoned at a lamp post in the back alley.

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