‘Land of spice. Greens and reds and yellows lay open on the cheap riverfront pier market, big spoons pour broth over freshly cut herbs. Crowds on wide pavement with cameras on sore necks, teens on holiday with their families; lime soda, summer flings, exotic print pants. Weary souls get rested while roaming to find their orient dreams, refreshing pain of soda and spice be imprinted as flavours of eternal summer. Pop the lime, let it sting. Sniff feel chill. While it’s eversummer, feel like a teen again.’ – One Day
