Doggy in the window

It was a very surreal taxi ride in Bangkok the other day. First the cab driver, a middle-aged guy who spoke no English, became enamored of the blonde hair on my forearm, so much so that he started rubbing it and purring. Then I spotted this typical Bangkok home. The dog had wedged himself in the bars of the gate, but seemed content to bark at passersby as if everything was normal.

Take a closer look:

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