We took the train into the city to spend a few hours in Hong Kong between flights.
The place smells like New York.
High rises as far as the eye can see into the sea-haze. Great looking from a distance. I wonder how much of that is poverty stricken slum, up close?
It's hot, humid, sticky and in a hurry.
I suppose some people must like it. Or else everyone would just leave, right?
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