With each visit the moments I record stack up. They accumulate; they build up in my memory and create depth and definition. In the evenings the establishment’s 3800K lighting casts everything in amber, arresting and slowing the transition of one moment to the next, allowing me to hold each one and to consider it thoroughly.
Street market. An amazing variety of items were on display—everything a robot might need and quite a few they might not!
Street scene. “Rechargé” (I’d call it a cafe. Sort of.)