We are in Vietnam, I am riding in the back of a van on the way to a pottery factory. The man in the photo passed the van about 4 times, but each time traffic would back up in his lane and my van would pull ahead of him. Each time we passed each other I looked at him, and he looked at me. I was busy wondering what does he do each day? Where was he going? What does he think about me? I was almost embarrassed to take the photo for some reason, like I shouldn't do it. After much thought, I leaned over the back seat and shot this photo.
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