Back in the days, when north point still had a view across the harbour to the airport, before grandma's flat was replaced by a hotel, when causeway bay was busy but not insanely packed (this may never actually have been the case), before the days of the mega mall, before the MTR; or in the eighties when cha cha hit the clubs and Michael Bolton was a hit over pussyfoots, before i found out about the Triads; was the traffic always this loud in WanChai? were there so many western bars? were there so many sanitised chain cafes? was the ferry ride from TST to Central so short?
the photographer guy who wrote in this weeks HK magazine lamented the loss of Patina, and then on tonight's news..the feature on the impending renewal of a girls neighborhood and subsequent loss of personal history in places...
come on, DLN and other archi bigwigs.. how about a little palimpsest over glamour and monoculture?