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To you, this is a place with no character. To me, the place is very much a part of my childhood.

The complex is about to be demolished in the name of development. I salvaged some photographic memories of the place I called home for years. Here I could mentally relive my childhood experience. Yeah. Living conditions were tough then. Life was even tougher. But we as a family pulled together and all managed to have a lots of fun while growing up.
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Cloth lines. I broke a few of these steel wires then when using them as swing.
Cloth lines. I broke a few of these steel wires then when using them as swing.		 Stairway next to my home. As a 7-yr old, I tried to outperform others by jumping the whole flight of stairs in one leap.
Stairway next to my home. As a 7-yr old, I tried to outperform others by jumping the whole flight of stairs in one leap.		 The attempt failed. I pulled my left leg off its socket at the hip, putting me out of commission for over five months.
The attempt failed. I pulled my left leg off its socket at the hip, putting me out of commission for over five months.		 Looking down from high up at my playground (between Block A and Block B)
Looking down from high up at my playground (between Block A and Block B)
My favourite play spot. We often used these two cement blocks as bases to play cops and robbers.
My favourite play spot. We often used these two cement blocks as bases to play cops and robbers.		 For the longest time, I had a hard time climbing up this block.
For the longest time, I had a hard time climbing up this block.		 As kids, we used to rest here, watching the moon and stars above us, and telling each other stories.
As kids, we used to rest here, watching the moon and stars above us, and telling each other stories.		 Another view of my backyard
Another view of my "backyard"
My backyard, where fun games and fist fights with the bullies often took place.
My backyard, where fun games and fist fights with the bullies often took place.		 Mail boxes. The one at the lowest right corner was once ours.
Mail boxes. The one at the lowest right corner was once ours.		 One of my monkey poles where I practised climbing up to the roof in record time.
One of my monkey poles where I practised climbing up to the roof in record time.		 this store used to sell propane tanks and other flammable, right in fornt of my home.
this store used to sell propane tanks and other flammable, right in fornt of my home.
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