The stationary store in my neighborhood had operated for over 30 years, but unfortunately it was recently forced to close due to the expiry of its tenancy. This news touched me deeply and evoked feelings as the store had been a part of my childhood memories. Also, it was a valuable piece of our local history. I wanted to preserve its memory through my work.
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While I was preparing for the DSE at secondary school, I almost will go to the stationary store nearby the market to buy a pen refill.
After studying at the university, I have been quite a long time to go there. Let's go and see if is there anything I need.
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Why the shelf are so empty? And the staff seems not happy as usual.
Is there no ruler?
All sold out. Our tenancy is expired this month. These are our last orders.
Why it comes so suddenly? You guys had run this business for a long time right?
Yes, it had already been 30 years.
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How about a 0.5 mm black pen refill? Still, have?
Let me find...... We only have 0.7mm left. Do you still need it?
Although that is not exactly what I'm looking for, I still bought it. Because I may not have it next time if I don't buy it.
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I grew up in Shek Kip Mei since I was young. This is a precious place that has a lot of treasure. But as time flies, generation changes and those treasure are disappeared one by one.
In this hustle and bustle city, we couldn't catch anything. What can we do to keep those treasures?
