bkshopr_IHB
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6 acres of land with 36,000 residents this was the Kowloon walled city experience that I will never forget. This is 600 people living in each Cal Pac's detached condo.
4 foot deep Metal cages from floor to ceiling were bolted to the exterior like balconies for renting to old men without a family. He kept all his belongings behind a metal gate with a padlock. They had the best view. Plastic tarps waterproofed their homes from rain.
An aerial view of housing without code enforcement that that evolved over time. It was built in the 20's but additional buildings were added on until the 60s. Windows were blocked electrical wires and sewer lines were hung outside the labryrith of public corridors filled with a decade old trash.
Rats and cockroaches helped to decompose the organic trash. The courtyard shown was a sacred temple and left alone. It was bad feng shui to encroach into the setback.
This was the place when the Chinese gave Hong Kong to the british as a way to pay off the country's opium debt. This 6 acres of land was not a part of the jurisdiction. Neither China nor Hong Kong had the authority to enforce law there. Police were afraid to go in and the Chinese government abandoned it since it is in the heart of Kowloon, Hong Kong. Hong Kong is like a Catalina Island smaller but only a mile off Newport Beach where Kowloon still a part of Hong Kong but connected to the mainland but separated by the mountain range of Cleveland National Forest. Lake Elsinore to the other side would be in the China territory while OC would be the Kowloon territory where I had lived.
Heroine attic, hookers, priest, Illegal dentist and doctors, daycare center, School classrooms, noodle makers, restaurants, factories, sweatshops, and homes were all inside this filthy maze.
No daylight even penetrated the corridor and as a kids I would get lost inside quickly. Every corner was a cartesian method of identifying the location by using an "XYZ" coordinate system.
Chicken and fish bones among other dinners leftovers were tossed out the windows into the trapped atrium courtyards filled with waiting vermin. The smell of odors from rotting flesh and food forced residents from not opening their windows.
Kids played at the roof decks without safety rail or walls. Several kids I knew fell to the death 10 stories below. Some kids jumped because they did not pass the proficiency test to attend the next school grade.
Many were many windowless homes including the one my father and I lived in. Our house (room) was 10'x10' with a folding table where I did my homework, father cooked our meals with an electric table top camp stove, and it had to be folded and put away to make room. 20 families shared one toilet and a communal kitchen. We had a chamber pot where we had to empty out twice a day. We lived on the 8th floor with no elevator. I was a fat and lazy boy who made my 70 years old dad piggy back me home when I was too tired to climb stairs.
4 foot deep Metal cages from floor to ceiling were bolted to the exterior like balconies for renting to old men without a family. He kept all his belongings behind a metal gate with a padlock. They had the best view. Plastic tarps waterproofed their homes from rain.
An aerial view of housing without code enforcement that that evolved over time. It was built in the 20's but additional buildings were added on until the 60s. Windows were blocked electrical wires and sewer lines were hung outside the labryrith of public corridors filled with a decade old trash.
Rats and cockroaches helped to decompose the organic trash. The courtyard shown was a sacred temple and left alone. It was bad feng shui to encroach into the setback.
This was the place when the Chinese gave Hong Kong to the british as a way to pay off the country's opium debt. This 6 acres of land was not a part of the jurisdiction. Neither China nor Hong Kong had the authority to enforce law there. Police were afraid to go in and the Chinese government abandoned it since it is in the heart of Kowloon, Hong Kong. Hong Kong is like a Catalina Island smaller but only a mile off Newport Beach where Kowloon still a part of Hong Kong but connected to the mainland but separated by the mountain range of Cleveland National Forest. Lake Elsinore to the other side would be in the China territory while OC would be the Kowloon territory where I had lived.
Heroine attic, hookers, priest, Illegal dentist and doctors, daycare center, School classrooms, noodle makers, restaurants, factories, sweatshops, and homes were all inside this filthy maze.
No daylight even penetrated the corridor and as a kids I would get lost inside quickly. Every corner was a cartesian method of identifying the location by using an "XYZ" coordinate system.
Chicken and fish bones among other dinners leftovers were tossed out the windows into the trapped atrium courtyards filled with waiting vermin. The smell of odors from rotting flesh and food forced residents from not opening their windows.
Kids played at the roof decks without safety rail or walls. Several kids I knew fell to the death 10 stories below. Some kids jumped because they did not pass the proficiency test to attend the next school grade.
Many were many windowless homes including the one my father and I lived in. Our house (room) was 10'x10' with a folding table where I did my homework, father cooked our meals with an electric table top camp stove, and it had to be folded and put away to make room. 20 families shared one toilet and a communal kitchen. We had a chamber pot where we had to empty out twice a day. We lived on the 8th floor with no elevator. I was a fat and lazy boy who made my 70 years old dad piggy back me home when I was too tired to climb stairs.
