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11:50PM. It's ten minutes before midnight. It's another midnight and it's not. It's going to be a spanking new year. Ye... -
Nowadays I loathe to have my haircut, that's why I seldom have mine cut, maybe once or twice a year. I went back to Chinatown. I could ...
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Before there was blog, there was personal homepage. I thought I was going to rule the world with my personal homepage. It didn't happe...
I remember when I was young and there were much fewer buses going around in Hong Kong. I really did hate bus drivers who skipped my bus-stop 'cause the frequency of buses were much lower then and you never knew whether the next bus would skip the same stop as well. And there were almost no other alternative modes of commuting in those days. To be precise, the same condition still applied when I was not so young ie 1985 when I first moved to Tsing Yi Island. It's a horror story that repeated itself almost every day.
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ReplyDeleteThere was no taxi. Walking or jogging would be the only alternative.
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