A friend was telling me that, it is quite depressing and suffocating to live in Hong Kong, “just by looking its buildings, they are all the same. A small box after a small box, an identity stacks up another identity.” while she was speaking, she put her left hand on her right hand to show how the houses in HK are structured.
Few friends have shared that either they themselves or their family have suffered from some kind of psychological /mental disorders. A lecturer has made the following remark:
” If you need a stop, the society keeps rolling on. Hong Kong waits for no one.”
The above two remarks lingered in my mind for quite a while. The more I pay attention to the city, to its architecture, the more I feel pathetic towards the city. Public housing is designed identically, the luxurious housing is constructed similarly.
Oh, how depressing, how straggling it is…
But is there any alternative?