indonesia
Standing silently in the halway his pack beside him as he prepairs to leave. He observes his suroundings. The ajoining rooms lay silent as he passes threw the capital ariving the day before. The sun yet to rise on the new day. A mist lingers in the air. A refreshing costal breeze felt all around. Potter aproches the wall of locked boxes. The contrast of multi color locks against the individual steel blue doors of security. The oprotunity to much for him to pass up as he aproches his starting point. One last moment of calm. Emotion and empithy abcent as he positions the lock in his hand, partialy obscuring it from the view of others that may interupt his endevor. The tentioner now positioned at the base of the lockport. His thumb carefuly appling the pressure needed to the tentioner. A simple set of tools he fashioned out of stainless tweesers in Kuala Lumpur. Broken in half, one half shaped in a "L" the other a slight bend at the end and filed down to provide an astonishingl...