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The Luncheon
The Wongs are gathered at Ma's for a new year luncheon, the first time in many years. This sets off a long, suffocating conversation around the table. As the luncheon...
Pressure Cooker
Welcome to my attempt at trying to write my own memoir – while still being alive! And pretty young with nothing figured out. Growing up I never dreamed that one...
Goodbye to Adolescence
For many, I believe they will consider their adolescence as one of the best periods they have ever experienced. But for me, things were a bit different. In my story,...
Walking Back Home
She started from zero in Hong Kong. No one said it was easy. In a public housing residential area next to the main road, she marked a space for work....
Icarus
I wandered lonely as a cloud but there were no daffodils. In this part of the city, raincoats and muggers, corners and dive bars, you’d keep your head under the...
They Were Never Really Here
Benjamin, a night-time taxi driver, was having a little break during work. He discovered that there was something under the drivers’ seat. He picked up what's under his seat, and...