Small city big people. A week has empowered the drilling cell of navigation and orientation. Without any prospective mode of spatial existence re-engineering, I found myself retro-imitating my déjà-passé backpack nomadism. Displacement encourages my reinforced respect to Taoist style of destiny. Moving from the collectivism to the international node of Chung King shadow (more)......you learn about yourself. It is the simplest way to diagnoses one’s materialistic need out of nothing. The city is internationalised, and it carries enjoyable talk in every spot, despite the varying level of profound perception and recognition. It is calm, and peaceful, as reflected by the enclosed lake. People practise their small dreams with big steps. Like every urban city, it digests the urge of time into its way of expression – a fair and unbiased motive with sincere gesture, but it is located too far from the spots of conflicts and unrest…
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