I wonder that if by looking at these photographs of the famously massive Pettah markets of Colombo in Sri Lanka's capital city, you can feel the intense heat reflected off of the concrete, the hustle and bustle, can you smell the spices, the fruit, the drying fish mixed with sweet insence? Can you hear the shouts of the spruikers selling their products and yelling at the carts and taxis pushing their way through the busy streets? I wonder.