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Walking In Sneakers With The Road

Down In New Orleans

Like always, I walked in sneakers with the road. The road, where someone walked and laughed through. Or stopped and cried out.

Long time ago, someone talked to me about the tree, which can eat a man like the huge tuba.

Down in New Orleans, those trees are still making love on the road.

The road, where a thousand people looked down when the party was over, on their way home.

And now, who takes care of the street babies?

As I walked in sneakers with the road, I just brought them home to call "Ma family".

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6 responses

  • Sonia Adam Murray

    Sonia Adam Murray gave props (5 Apr 2011):

    I love this story Ma Ya and nominated you for Story of the Week, Good Luck my friend!

  • MaYa Sinji Jung 정신지

    MaYa Sinji Jung 정신지 said (6 Apr 2011):

    Thank you so much beautiful Sonia!!!! :-) XO

  • Angki Purbandono

    Angki Purbandono gave props (6 Apr 2011):

    haihai..i love it!

  • Chloe Sandoval

    Chloe Sandoval gave props (21 Sep 2011):

    love this :)

  • David Goold

    David Goold gave props (30 Oct 2012):

    A very beautiful and moving set, Sinji - both words and images. I love your adopted street babies :O)

  • MaYa Sinji Jung 정신지

    MaYa Sinji Jung 정신지 said (30 Oct 2012):

    Thanks David. :-))) Always xo

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