James stumbled into an old pool hall in Alor Setar, oozing with noir style. It was early afternoon, deserted. Looking at the following images, you can imagine the place smoked filled, characters hidden in the corners. Or just some Chinese housewives looking to shoot some pool on a Tuesday night.
The hall, channeling a little Van Gogh.
Board behind the front counter.
Rack 'em. Channeling William Eggleston.
Potential sea of green?
Royal, political portraits on the way to the bathroom. No matter what type of establishment you visit in Malaysia, there's a good chance you'll spot a set of these type of portraits somewhere in the building. Why should a dingy pool hall be exempt?
The hall, channeling a little Van Gogh.
Board behind the front counter.
Rack 'em. Channeling William Eggleston.
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Royal, political portraits on the way to the bathroom. No matter what type of establishment you visit in Malaysia, there's a good chance you'll spot a set of these type of portraits somewhere in the building. Why should a dingy pool hall be exempt?
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