The setting sun was painting the view of Phnom Penh into bright gold. Standing from here, a railroads system in Tuol Kork area, I could see the skyscrapers, Vattanac tower and Canadia bank, standing side by side; their glasses was reflecting the light of the sun beautifully. The brightness of the sun also reached the railway. Lying beside the railroads, abandoned trains were colorfully painted into graffiti. These rusty trains' skin was damaged, showing some parts of the engine where were covered by dust. You might think the trains and the roads just lay there, lonely and happy to have each other; however, they got more than that. Standing in front of the trains were lines of houses made from zinc roof. A small brick building which seemed to had once been the train checking point of the railway was used as a storage. There was a community there. A group of kids and teenagers were playing around that area so energetically and cheerfully when all their toy was just a ballo...
This is my place to stop, think, look inward and record.