Law Kin Ho

When Lok's estranged father passed away, he left nothing but an ice cream motorcycle. Lok doesn't know how to ride one, so he has no way but to walk alongside it. During his trip, not only does Lok get to know more about his father, but it also leads him to reflect on his relationship with his son.

Preface In criminal law, law-breakers especially youth who are released on probation are being supervised by Probation Officers. Story If being bad is being evil, hell will have a full house! Tinky, Rainbow, Angie, Kane, Tung and Demon Queen are friends. They are line-steppers. Angie was put into a drug center for taking drugs. Kane and Tung are boys. They love Brother Sam. Tung hates being a boy. Friends of Kane raise money for his trans-gender operation by robbing friend's homes. Tinky saw Brother Dragon give his wife a ring. Tinky stole it. Dragon offers a bounty to get it back. To her surprise, the ring Tinky has is a fake one. Rainbow had it traded for her drug business...

The city is overwhelmed by consumerism and information. The constant barrage of information starts to glide past all of us. We are neither here nor there. We try to distinguish fact from fabrication—but we do not always succeed. We ponder on our existence and whether we are in control of our lives. Some people dedicate their lives to the Creator although the presence of a higher power is debatable. We wander from emptiness to emptiness, and realise that life is emptiness in itself. A societal revolution is in order but how should it be carried out? With no success in sight, would the revolution be rendered meaningless? The melancholic musings and rants of the young gloomy leftists are rarely answerable.

When Lok's estranged father passed away, he left nothing but an ice cream motorcycle. Lok doesn't know how to ride one, so he has no way but to walk alongside it. During his trip, not only does Lok get to know more about his father, but it also leads him to reflect on his relationship with his son.

The city is overwhelmed by consumerism and information. The constant barrage of information starts to glide past all of us. We are neither here nor there. We try to distinguish fact from fabrication—but we do not always succeed. We ponder on our existence and whether we are in control of our lives. Some people dedicate their lives to the Creator although the presence of a higher power is debatable. We wander from emptiness to emptiness, and realise that life is emptiness in itself. A societal revolution is in order but how should it be carried out? With no success in sight, would the revolution be rendered meaningless? The melancholic musings and rants of the young gloomy leftists are rarely answerable.

The city is overwhelmed by consumerism and information. The constant barrage of information starts to glide past all of us. We are neither here nor there. We try to distinguish fact from fabrication—but we do not always succeed. We ponder on our existence and whether we are in control of our lives. Some people dedicate their lives to the Creator although the presence of a higher power is debatable. We wander from emptiness to emptiness, and realise that life is emptiness in itself. A societal revolution is in order but how should it be carried out? With no success in sight, would the revolution be rendered meaningless? The melancholic musings and rants of the young gloomy leftists are rarely answerable.