A snapshot of the writer in Hong Kong winter..."Winter is my favourite season, at least in Hong Kong, while the first three blur into ten unbearable sweat-drenched months..."
I like to pray. Not often and regularly, but when I feel like it. I pray whenever I need to find something, like a textbook that I’ve thrown into the...
This scene from the TV show became a meme in local forums, and since then, people will say “see you in IFC” once a financial crisis occurs. I found the...
No humming, no bristles scratching the floor, no knife cutting through to the chopping board. I padded to the kitchen to be sure. My footsteps were louder, as if my...
Sleep is supposed to call when you have time to spare. For me, it comes climbing through my window instead, never mind that I live on the sixteenth floor or...
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