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Malaccan Venice

 

The scene was reminiscent of Venice, with boats rushing through the rivers with excited tourist in it and cafes and shops arranged alongside the river bank, the weather cloudy and yet comforting. We walked hand in hand when we chanced upon a quiet little cafe. So we sat and ordered our drinks. A boat slowly droned past us and she waved at the tourists in it. They waved back. I looked at her and smiled, she turned and looked and she asked, "Why are you smiling?" I smiled back and said, "Nothing." We looked at each other for a long time deep in the eyes, and that’s when I realised, I’m going to marry this girl.

 

old melaka

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