part of my childhood mermories. a market at Pudu-KL. i remembered staying in that area whenever we travel up to KL to visit my grandmother. i think i was only 8. i love the times when i would follow close to my daddy's backside and screaming at every single roach and rat i see along the way. somehow i feel so at ease in such places. maybe its the excitement of being able to run up and down or could it be just the pressence of my entire family being there with me?
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