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I Today I went to Sands Macau, a Las Vegas Vestian offshoot, for a buffet farewell to a collea. I didnot try my luck this time. But many crowds were trying theirs, mainly Chinese fm mainland. Result is some lose some win. Surely most of them contribute to Vestian's big profit, in 2005, 60% of its profit was posted fm Macau casino biz. (My uncle, a young entrepreneur gave up his portion of nearly 1mHKD, 10% was borrowed out fm my shy account because i had to give him face.) Sands golden circle surrounds Macau and lures investors. With China market backboning it and Chinese gamblealcoholics, Macau will be long in the spotlight There are many other giant skyscrapers rising up, rivalling in scale, class, services, facilities, human resources and no. of gambling tables. Macau will never be lonely as long as policy stipulates only IT can operate gaming biz in China. But when I stood in the grandeur casino, watching the professional Latin dancers showing their skills before resting gamblers, behind me lots of gaming tables in their battle field, I felt dizzy, dizzy. In this tiny city, we can have everything, good and bad, modern and ancient, quiet n noisy, comfort n discomfort, beautiful and unbeautiful. In one sense, its pretty nice. Everything in a small sparrow. Is this my favorite reality, one that I settle down in, dare not to unfold my wings. Milan Kundera, (is it correct?a French Czech writer, liked him when i was quite young),has a novel themed that life(true living) is at somewhere else. Why we rely our expectation at another place. Why we dont believe in where we are standing. Why we believe somewhere else life's better n more fancy. Why we dream for another life n living but at another space. Why not start fm this one. Desert waving me, forest waving me, land waving me, waterfall summoning,birds,bees... but I stand on the island,in vain, voicelessly, motionlessly. The leaving collea.(28 yrs boy) says, here too small, and I want to see more, seek more. Tomorrow is another day, and may be another pace. Somewhere else, someone else. (if this's a shtty blog, pls complaint to me, I'll brush it away.) |
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Sounds like little swallow is hurting a bit. Let it sweep away with time. And it's not wrong to feel anger either! No complaints from me. This place (aff) allows all sorts of blogs. Yours shows some pain and possibly some courage? You have to have some space to sort your thoughts and feelings out - and if a shtty blog helps, then bring them on. Take the boat from the island - to the mainland. In the forest, the desert, the valleys, but there is a place for all of us. Take the boat. Or better still, spread your wings and fly. TG
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Dear two big bros. Thank you for encouragement. I'll... TopGent, hope u hv recovered fm the diffuculty. Goan, right, dont just let anything beat us down.
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