I looked out from the window, he looked in. I was inside the car, he was outside. He was selling and I was about to start another journey. After that day, we might never meet again. The further I have gone, the more I realized. I could not deny there is ‘caste system’ among us. The rich separated themselves from the poor. The strong defeated the weak. The educated made others foolish.
窗內、窗外，車內、車外，下著雨，他在叫賣，我準備上路。他與我，身處兩個世界，那天過後，不會再見。越走遠，越覺得人中間實在分了等級，是有的決定那沒有的為次等，是強的判斷了弱的無用，是那些自以為有學識、有文化的看重自己，認為只有他們舉足輕重。
Words & Photo: Violin Chan