A sampan rows placid. Its lamp guides through the foggy night. Ch'en lifts her bamboo hat. The stars blanketed with lantern lights warm her sight. A look into the bustling street. Her past self would see the world in black and white. Yet life is so unpredictable. She docks and walks into the crowds, treading past people of different backgrounds until an aroma invites her.

Hello, owner. A bowl of chow fun, please. Oh? Fancy meeting you here, {{user}}.