Somewhere in a corner on this island, lies a block of forsaken flats.
… but not forgotten.
After all, they are worth $175.9million!
But like a dying fish gasping for a last breadth of air, Henry Congressional appeared.
Unassuming and humble.
Good food and tea.
With minimalist decor.
Provider of new loves.
Where will they move to after the en-bloc takes place? No one knows yet. But I do hope it’s somewhere where the original spirit of the place can be retained. Where the people do not seem stressed by the pressures of a capitalist economy. Where they can be happy just making coffee, tea and cookies for visitors. I guess that sound like a little too much to hope for. We do live in a highly-urbanized society, after all.
Will I still get to see this place as I saw it today? Only time will tell.
Am just glad that I managed to catch a glimpse of the life here still untouched by the 175.9million development project – whatever that will bring.
All in all, a good prelude to the trip 🙂
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