On a pedestrian bridge in Hung Hom an old man plays the violin, busking for money. I toss some money in his hat and move on. A young boy stops for a moment to listen. Life streams past.
On a pedestrian bridge in Hung Hom an old man plays the violin, busking for money. I toss some money in his hat and move on. A young boy stops for a moment to listen. Life streams past.
