More than two weeks later, that’s the last of the entries from Hong Kong.
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- More than two weeks later, that’s the last of the ...
- ArtaholicProof (above) that I’m the only person to...
- Gold fish and sad turtlesOn our way to the clothin...
- Art in its placeA wise man once said art should no...
- The old wallsFour old ladies sat on plastic seats ...
- I’m a rules guyHong Kong is supposed to be the par...
- Ten thousand BuddhasThat Friday I finally got my a...
- Park song, edition 11An extra early check out prov...
- City stories: Hong KongIt was only on the ride in ...
- The smallest single room ever seen.
- Avenue of the starsThe plan was a quick nap and a ...
- Lunch at the Seven 11 snack bar, courtesy of Kitty...
- Oranges and ashes, another yearOn the first day of...
- Scenes from the special administrative regionThe s...
- Drinking rubber duckyThursday February 2:Another N...
- I'm back from the sleepless city full of traffic, ...
- brb, headed to Hong Kong to celebrate the new year.
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