I went to San Francisco’s Chinatown for work just before things closed down in March in the States. I had gone through and edited photos from the trip once I got back, but then it hasn’t felt right - I haven’t felt right - to post in a long time. Something made me want to look through these photos again today. I miss street life and seeing elders walk around. I miss going on walks outside, freely, with two hands behind my back, taking it all in.
