Very nice video done. I am a little touched by this video. My parents have been telling me stories about the jail, few years back. Each time we passed by this jail, there's surely some feeling inside me. We passed by quite often when I was a kid, almost every weekend I can say. Because grandmother's house was just a stone away. Now that all memories with cousins, aunties and uncles in a few-decades-old-house, are washed away as it is transformed into a brandly new restaurant with air-cond, but there's income(rental) every month. A superb exchange. I miss PUDU, forever my hometown.
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