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❝ “When I think back to those distant years, it's as if I look at them through a dusty glass. The past is something you can see but cannot touch, and everything you see is blurred, indistinct.”
❝ “Hong Kong is a state of mind, cigarette smoke, neon lights suspended between tufts of fuchsia clouds.”
❝ “Memories are always soaked with tears.”
❝ “Marvelous is the camera movement that dreamily moves through metropolitan nightmares and captures eternal moments of solitude.”
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