"In an alley. It is emm…," Vian could not continue it, "The alley where the biggest red district was located. It was the biggest in South East Asia. Most of us came from that place," The driver peeped Vian from the rear window. Vian was laying his elbow on the door, and his other hand was caressing his lips. It was his habit when he was daydreaming.
"That is the reason why we have different face contours. I was not even confident with my face," He smiled bitterly.
"As I know, that red district complex has been shut down permanently," Vian nodded. That reply was again received through the rear screen above his head.
