Hong Kong turned out to be urban research/photographers-paradise. And here, especially in the area of Kowloon, where I stayed, I found all those things I miss in Tokyo, like the dirt, the smell, the chaos, people who cross red lights, creepy people, hawkers, crime, rubbish bins and real public parks.

This city doesn’t seem to hide its (some see it as) negative aspects and problems, like Tokyo usually does. Hong Kong turned out to be so diverse, so densely packed with different people, stories, architectural and historical contrasts, and neon lights en masse, that one is forced to think of Blade Runner at all times while moving around the city.

Hong Kong proudly accomodates all kind of improprieties, mess and chaos. I felt so comfortable. And I will come back soon.