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Hong Kong - Mist, Sun & Sight

Through sweet smoke we walked through the Man mo temple, where the fates could be questioned and the future known...
Into the darkness of the blind, led by one who knows it well, seeing the world as she does; touching, smelling, tasting, hearing...
Climbing the long staircase we look for a statue veiled in mist, where silence is sought away from cities and close to the sky...
Skipping over waves in search of Dolphins, We walked through thronged streets of a Venice far from the grandeur of Italy...