l'art d'être · laureen andalib

UNTIL NEXT TIME, BANGLADESH

DHAKA

Between riksha-walas, CNGs, goats, trucks, pedestrians, elephants… And you-name-it; there will always be a time for space in Dhaka traffic (and yet, to everyone’s surprise) where the sun is able to strike through the musty air.

These are one of the little things I will miss most, hope: precious opportunities to re-contextualize the sustainability between space, time, people and transit in the Global South.

UNTIL NEXT TIME, BANGLADESH

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