The photograph is taken at my balcony at Seputeh with a traveler's toothbrush, a seashell in a plastic container, a French can food, an Eiffel Tower 's key chain in a glass and a bottle of honey collected by the Corsican bees.
My tongue no longer misses the French cuisine.
I am finally cured! Yeah, I should name the photograph as "The Mother Tongues Tower".
What do you think?
