Tsim Sha Tsui

I raised my head, not to the clouds. Lingering carelessly. Not lost. Not found. With eyes closed, I still feel the burning sensation. Hearing only digital music, and vehicle distortion. Listening to Honne, while sipping Chai Li Won. I not only sport a muscle shirt but a beard and undercut as well. I realized, I …

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