Today I drove through a road that I have driven past about a thousand times before. It was a homely kind of road, littered with tall trees and sun-blackened shacks on one side and semi-detached houses of various styles on the other. Cruising down the road often evokes in me a sense of peace and comfort, as blurs of familiar houses and proud trees
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But then again this happened 324873586187837 times at the part of Setapak where I lived, it gets painfullly numb after a while. :( I don't know how many times when I drive past such places, esp those significant to me in childhood, etc, I pause or drive slower just to stare at the scene and wonder, why. Not that I'm opposed to change but sometimes certain changes are unnecessary.
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