Some places, you will go there again and again.
Sometimes you may not even like them. It can be out of fear, or reasons that only you can understand. But if you can see those places with your eyes closed, they are where you truly belong.
Five places keep calling for my return~ so I ask some people (that aren't even human) who probably don't know they can fit in so well... to be the characters of the autobiography in my heart unknown to anyone~
MRT (Mass Rapid Transit) is a recipe of political correctness~ follow the instructions, you can end up with a wrong dish full of religious flavors.
正大商場（高雄） insists on the remorse of objectification~ the only consolation is we tacitly understand each other.
From the beach to the mangrove, the journey is a perfect relaxation for us burdened with tons of inferiority~ as we watch out for the next step that's never right.
The askew specimen and twitching puppy are playing Red light, Green light.
How many advices does one need for this journey? Imitation itself can take you far away!