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When I come back home from my late-night outings, I nearly always take a quick glance at Bunny in his cage, awake at an ungodly hour – the only one still awake while the rest of my family is dead in their sleep. Few days after his demise, I was then staring at an empty cage that used to house him. And now, the empty cage has been replaced with a potted green.

If I come back from my day outings now, I involuntarily take a peek behind the shoe rack where Bunny used to always rest at. No bundle of white, black, and brown fur come hopping actively around me anymore wanting a pet or a scratch on his forehead, I can only place myself back in time when he used to be here.

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I went with Yen yesterday at about 7pm to follow her on an assignment to snap photos of Soho KL (Solaris Hotspot Kuala Lumpur) at Mont Kiara (details of which will not be revealed due to corporate confidentiality wtf). I had absolutely nothing better to do at home, and anywhere else gives me a breath of fresh air, especially since it had been ages since I last came to Mont Kiara.

Soho KL is an upcoming chic business district targeting the upper class and expats living in Mont Kiara. We took about an hour plus to walk around for a bit and snap photos.

A panorama of Soho KL and the roundabout-fountain. Click to enlarge. (Took me about 2 hours to stitch 12 images into this WTF.)

Another panoramic look of the streets of Soho KL. Click to enlarge.

The escalators leading to the upper floor of Soho KL. It was mostly empty as shops have yet to fill in, but you could see a yet-to-be-opened Starbucks and what looked like a bar called Afterhour.

Cold storage below.

A closer shot of the fountain from above.

Light from a funky lamp.

Another fountain look – I don’t know what my fascination is with this fountain.

After finishing snapping all that we wanted, we adjourned to Plaza Mont Kiara’s McDonald’s for Yen’s late dinner.

Yen with her office’s Nikon D80 wtf.

This pic of me was snapped by Yen on her Nikon D80.

Went back to her house to transfer some pics, received a nice semi-long phone call from Jovie who wanted to know my Chinese teacher’s phone number ‘cause apparently her boyfriend was a banana too, and then Yen drove me back home at about 11pm.