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Grandpa Joy, by Wat Ladkrabang 3
When I was young. Every ohter weekends, my family often visited the temple near our place. Like a family tradition, and after we visited the temple. My father would drive us to a local noodle restaurant to enjoy this family own cooked. This place has always been busy and much loved by the local people.
After many years gone by, I have forgotten about this place. When I decided to visited where I grew up, visited the temple with my mom. We went to this local noodle place and enjoys our meals together. It was meaningful to visited this place again, where we shared the memory.





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