Recently I kept bumping into people that I didn't really want to meet now. It isn't their problem. To be precise I don't want them to see me and know how I am now. To me it's better that they only exist in my memories. Sometimes I feel so ashamed of myself.
Mingpao is no longer a good newspaper. It's getting more biased, and many of the articles contributed by those freelance writers are crap.
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