I used to have a little diary, but I only wrote on it when I was gloomy. Now I will record every encounter of mine here.
It was hidden in a small shabby park in Chinatown. I only learned about it from the news when a prominent person from Hong Kong came and laid down the flowers. I hope I live long enough to see one set up in Tiananmen Square.
Posted by Hong at 9:16 PM
Labels: 8964, boston, my photos, My thought
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