Yesterday I went to The Mall to buy some scissors and came back with a picture of the car park in the rain full of SUV's. It struck me that this could be anywhere, Boise, Idaho; Sleepy Hollow, New York; Basildon, London; Montreuil, Paris.
The packaging on the scissors (branded Tangotools, perhaps there is an Argentinian connection?) proclaimed they were made in PRC, this must be a PC way of saying China. At twenty bucks the scissors (sort of surgeons scissors, with the look and feel that you could operate on anything) could only have been made in China.
Later in the day I made a picture of a woman in a green sari. I'm trying to work out how these chance encounters might be connected.
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