Central ought to be familiar to me. Yet in a sense, it doesn't seem that I know it.
A most familiar sight
Wanchai from Central
All glass, steel and concrete
Never ending building
The ubiquitous crane
A corridor I walked through a thousand times
The post office
light, shades, shapes
A house, a pavilion or a boat?
Abandoned. Who put them there? Who discarded them after their quick take-away?
Those with time to spare
Bits of Nature at a price
The spines of nature, for sale too
Even a Mushroom
Flowers, of course!
Hiding in the shadows. From Yunnan?
a hook for a lady's heart?
Lilies awaiting to go
Even leaves have got a price here. Is HKSAR not a "financial hub" of the PRC?
Buds of orchid. Also awaiting a transaction and a "deal" to be closed as quick as possible. After all, as they say, "time is money". Everything appears to have a price. Do female bodies in Central or the so-called "flowers" of Central, have a price tag too? For a few hundred dollars, she'd be called a "whore". For a thousand or so, she'd be called an "escort"? For a few ten thousands, she'd be called a "girl friend". For a million or two upward, a house, a car, a diamond ring plus a bit of paper, she'd be called a "wife". $$$! That appears to be what people in Central is most concerned with. Do the people there want to know anything about values or just the going rate or "market price", their new god? I wonder whether they think that people may have what used to be called "souls" except perhaps, for a few, on Sundays. On weekdays, aren't they happy to put a "price tag " too on their "souls", nowadays more familiarly known as their "egos" or their "selves"?
Ah, at last something free !
Are they? Wait a second. Are not their "costs" already factored in as part of the "rent"?
Whether or not they are, they look lovely
Here, I found something I know for sure is free: shadows, a gift from the sun
And these paper flowers, the compliments of the city
This is probably where my untimely reflections may end up
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