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November 26, 2025

(In retrospect after months of therapy, I know this was written in a dark time and it now reads much more like a letter to myself but take it how you will.) A Letter to Whoever May Come in the Future

 
 
 
August 01, 2018

(Rewritten from 8/24/2017 journal entry) I agreed to have lunch with a new colleague, and we decided to go to a dingy basement 茶餐廳 (cha chaan teng) on 昭隆街 (Chiu Lung Street). We had to 搭枱 (share a tab

 
 
 
May 27, 2026 - Chiasmus

A book is just a book. I hugged it at the airport. I set it on top of my pillow. I promised to custody it, cried sideways on it, left a mark, and felt immensely guilty for ruining it. I wrapped it in

 
 
 

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