The sounds of the vendors hawking their wares was subdued in the mid-morning, as the day settled into it's slower rhythm. The alleyways thinned of men as they took time in the cafes and smoke shops to discuss the latest happenings either in the palaces, the temples, or the streets. Lately, there's been more from the temples and palaces than usual.
The smell of sweet strong coffee mingled with nutmeg and cumin in the slow moving air, and tinging it all, harder to nail down, the smell of trouble stirring.
Image by Klaus Wittman