Everyone grows old, and everyone eventually becomes a foolish old person.
They become the kind of person who, even when frail and at death's door, unable to control their own bladder, still believes a young, beautiful girl could love their pathetic self. In a place as merciless as Hong Kong, such a person would become the butt of media jokes and gossip.
Out of politeness, people wouldn't say anything to your face, but behind your back, they would pierce you to the bone.
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