It has a soul.

It has a soul.

The boy stood before three large projection screens; wooden horses bobbed and floated in the water; there was something enchanting, captivating, and slightly mysterious about it; the space was wide and dark, everyone focused their attention on the artistically rendered images, projected onto screens of varying sizes, creating a visual effect.

To Hoai's smile

To Hoai's smile

I still picture To Hoai's laughter as a blend of the exhilaration of a gambler and the smug satisfaction of a gentleman.