Thursday, October 2, 2014

mr. azish

mr. azish serves the coffee every day. he misses his family terribly and many times i catch him sitting in the printing room staring out the window, with the sun on his face, talking to himself. 

he also taught me to count up to five in arabic. i forgot it all when he went back home for holidays. 
here's a song for you mr. azish.

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