The city has its own riddle for the lost.
When the sun’s departed, all others stroll along the street,
Leaving their own houses behind. Then I always start climbing up,
Secretly entering...
« It is common to say that the process of globalization will end sense of Place, but this seems to be the opposite in Hong Kong. There, the end is just the beginning...The term HongKonger is searching for meaning. » —Siu Wa Tang, A Sense of Place
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Sophie woke up very early and immediately felt the familiar void. In her heart was a hole, and surrounding the hole were fresh flowers. Still half-asleep beside her, Karl felt her stirring... media_text
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In my days of living alone I wander a lot in the parks between Prince Edward District and Yau Ma Tei. It is always late at night when street lights are dim and the silhouette of trees implies a shelter from notice.... media_text
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The night lasts longer than life ... media_text
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Maria lived in our neighborhood. Her pa’s herbal-tea shop faced my pa’s funeral-wreathes shop. Maria’s surname was Lee and her family was Chiuchow by descent. Her pa did nothing much in the... media_text
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According to Tim Cresswell, Place is a meaningful location, to which specific people are attached in some way. Place is somewhere me or you made meaningful. You have to invest meaning into it, endow it with value. A... media_text
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