"...Yet for all the beauty that captivates the
eye. For every haute couture dessmaker’s, perfumery and tea shop. I cannot help
but wonder what I could see if I peel back the skin. What opinions must come
from spending all of the day in a garden high above the ground, walking about
in the likeness of Mother Nature while captivating all those around with a
stolen scent? Yiquanhuabanliuyu is certainly beautiful, I could spend all day
examining the outlandish dresses, hats and coats that line the shop front windows,
or indulging myself in the taste of the many brews of tea consumed by its
inhabitants every day, or sitting in the shade under a cherry-blossom within
one of the elevated gardens, soaking in the tranquility of organised ecosystem
around me while looking out on the city below. But for all the beauty, for
every flight of fancy this city satisfies for you, I see people who remain hollow,
feeling unfulfilled, and wonder if their emptiness is their doing, or the city’s.
Even as I leave, the magic of the city
travels with me. And every chrysanthemum, orchid and lotus flower I see draws me
back and fills my thoughts with its perfumed aromas. And reminds me of all the
sensations I left behind."
This is the planned addition I have considered to the travelogue that explores the "darker side" of Huabanliyu. That though tangent may have gone all philosophical. But I suppose part of what I have to consider is that no city is perfect. Even the idyllic fictional utopian cities of Coruscant, Theed and Rivendell have less pleasant aspects to them that draw them away from being perfect places to live. So I figured that in order to ground Huabanliyu it made sense to give a less perfect side to it.
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