A glimpse of my life experience.

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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.



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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.



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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.



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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.



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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.

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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.

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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.



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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.



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[quote author="SoCal78" date=1251513604]Look how far you have come, Bk. Take your daughter back one day and show her.</blockquote>


It was torn down because of crimes and other human sufferings.
 
wow... look how far you've come indeed...



these sort of shantys towns still exist all over south america.



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the sad thing is thousands of travel companies offer tours of the favela!



<a href="http://www.favelatour.com.br/">http://www.favelatour.com.br/</a>



the drawing on the above link worth a look. happy blond haired white people with cameras and stereotypical tourist outfits taking in wonderous views of poverty. one guy is even flying a kite!
 
When I see people buy property and can't help to notice the similarity between the two spellings. Poverty/Property.
 
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i remember some memories of mine in the alleys of hong kong. there was one day back in the 80s i was looking for a particular place that was located down one of these alleys just like this. the occasional flickering bulb barely lit the long dark hallways. they provided plenty of hiding spots that i was sure dozens of thugs were hiding behind. luckily i had my buddy Ray with me. you did not want to cross Ray. we finally found the place and it was guarded by several stern-looking chinese men. our host said something to one of the guards in cantonese. the guard looked ray and i up and down. he then uncrossed his arms, gave us a thumbs up and said, "O.K., U.S.A." then we went inside and i had the time of my life. broke some bricks, did some splits. i punched a sumo in the nuts. good times.
 
I like the photo with Lion Mountain in the background...I grew up in North Point with the 8 of us in an 600 sq ft 3-bedroom (no typo) apartment in North Point Estate. My family always told me how lucky my sisters and I were, since the 7 of us (my little sister wasn't born yet) had moved from an 300 sq ft place in Kowloon.



So those stories about Kowloon City Fort (I can't figure out how to translate the 4th word) were all true? Unlicensed doctors, robbers who would mug you outside the boundaries and then quickly run inside, etc., etc.?
 
[quote author="almon" date=1251540622]I like the photo with Lion Mountain in the background...I grew up in North Point with the 8 of us in an 600 sq ft 3-bedroom (no typo) apartment in North Point Estate. My family always told me how lucky my sisters and I were, since the 7 of us (my little sister wasn't born yet) had moved from an 300 sq ft place in Kowloon.



So those stories about Kowloon City Fort (I can't figure out how to translate the 4th word) were all true? Unlicensed doctors, robbers who would mug you outside the boundaries and then quickly run inside, etc., etc.?</blockquote>


You are indeed very lucky since in my case, it was 4 of us in 175 sq ft.
 
[quote author="acpme" date=1251529273] i remember some memories of mine in the alleys of hong kong. there was one day back in the 80s i was looking for a particular place that was located down one of these alleys just like this. the occasional flickering bulb barely lit the long dark hallways. they provided plenty of hiding spots that i was sure dozens of thugs were hiding behind. luckily i had my buddy Ray with me. you did not want to cross Ray. we finally found the place and it was guarded by several stern-looking chinese men. our host said something to one of the guards in cantonese. the guard looked ray and i up and down. he then uncrossed his arms, gave us a thumbs up and said, "O.K., U.S.A." then we went inside and i had the time of my life. <strong>broke some bricks, did some splits. i punched a sumo in the nuts. </strong> good times.</blockquote>


My new favorite line: "Broke some bricks, did some splits and punched a sumo in the nuts."
 
Some footage and commentary on Kowloon from a documentary of my life...



<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEo6ogAnoZ8">Kowloon Walled City Tour</a>



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[quote author="acpme" date=1251562259]Some footage and commentary on Kowloon from a documentary of my life...



<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEo6ogAnoZ8">Kowloon Walled City Tour</a>



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So you are the famous Frank Dux, eh?
 
I find it impossible to believe that BK was ever fat... or lazy.



Am I the only one who was reminded of an Oscar winning film? IHB has its own Slumdog bkshopr-aire.



(and my kids complain when their drink isn't cold... I should show them these pictures)
 
[quote author="irvine_home_owner" date=1251587690]I find it impossible to believe that BK was ever fat... or lazy.



Am I the only one who was reminded of an Oscar winning film? IHB has its own Slumdog bkshopr-aire.



(and my kids complain when their drink isn't cold... I should show them these pictures)</blockquote>




He wasnt fat, but as a little kid he was pudgy. The one picture I have of him is at age 5 and his pudgy legs were eating his shorts.
 
[quote author="irvine_home_owner" date=1251587690]I find it impossible to believe that BK was ever fat... or lazy.



Am I the only one who was reminded of an Oscar winning film? IHB has its own Slumdog bkshopr-aire.



(and my kids complain when their drink isn't cold... I should show them these pictures)</blockquote>


Lomita/Harbor City/Carson are heaven compared to Kowloon Walled City. Other than your mugging incident you lived a very good life. In Irvine and other places like Arcadia I see the sense of entitlement in Chinese children and to expect money from their parents when purchasing a home. Good schools may teach them to be the brightest and the smartest but deep in their personal character they are the shallowest. Character is not taught in schools.
 
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