old wives tales
From a Chinese medicine shop to a Chinese temple. It was a lovely sunny day. My friends had some visitors from the UK and we brought them to Petaling Street. I left them to browse the cheap and fake designer bags and watches. I headed towards the temple which I hadn't been to since my grandmother was alive. She was somehow related to the keeper. Can you see the clay figurines at the top left corner? She used to tell me that if I was naughty, they would come alive and bite me at night. Of course I believed her. I also noticed the plastic lanterns. Lasts longer than paper I guess.
I'll post another shot of the temple tomorrow.