I love this quaint little place. It's 5 minutes away from Harper's and right before the start of Jonker. I felt a sense of relief, like there's still something precious about Melaka that I can hold on to. For once, I documented my thoughts and feelings away from me - on a random page of their guest book.





Passing the back lane of Harper's again and again. The chairs and tables arranged in a neat fashion. They still looked pretty much the same, touching from a distance...


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