Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence.
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In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence.
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And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening, People writing songs that voices never share And no one dare Disturb the sound of silence.
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"Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach to you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence
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And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, in the words that it was forming. And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls." And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
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(Thanks to Paul & Simon for this Lyric" The Sound of Silence ")
These three guys are climbing this advertising steel construction for fixing some old corrosive iron bars. it is about 50 meters high. No safe belt ( most probabbly ...no insurance ! ). May God guard them safely down.
This statue is depecting the kipnapping of Shinta, the beloved wife of Rhama, by Rahwana the Giant. The woman at his arm is Shinta. This story is very familiar for Javanese and other Indonesian people originated from India culture based on the ancient " Ramayana ". 
This vegetable seller ( Tukang Sayur ) on the wheel has been so familiar at Kota Wisata and Legenda Wisata and other Cibubur area. I think the business is increasing since many of them started the business initially by motorbike . You can find him in the morning and in the afternoon. 
This Canna Lily flower is blooming in front of Cibubur toll gate this morning. I stop by then take some shoots. The colour is a very heart-warming .
This is new empty buildings at JL. Transyogi Cibubur. I only like the colours..that all and some reflection on the window glass.
Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. 
I owed lot of photos to this site. So i post more to pay it back. There will be a small bazar in front of this Coloseum. A book bazar also will be here up to next week. I will never miss it, lot of cheap books.
This is the border between Bekasi and Cibubur. Last year before this gate erected, there were lot of greeny trees in the middle of the road. It is gone now !
This Bengkel Knalpot is " Muffler Workshop ". Two guys are focusing on fixing something in the morning before their workshop opens. The word of " Knalpot " are probably originally Dutch ?
This ceramics shop at Cibubur sells lot of branded ceramics for export. The quality is the same with the ones they sell at malls but the product here sell with no brands. It is cheap and good quality. Any branded houseware model could be found here.
