As a little boy, I used to follow my mother to the Chowrasta Market in Penang. Sometimes, she would bring along her kitchen knives. Not as self-defense against snatch thieves but to visit the knife-sharpening uncle, to get her knives sharpened.
As a little boy, I used to follow my mother to the Chowrasta Market in Penang. Sometimes, she would bring along her kitchen knives. Not as self-defense against snatch thieves but to visit the knife-sharpening uncle, to get her knives sharpened.