Jason Capobianco
Photographer & filmmaker
“That small alley of undercover shops inside Leishun Court is a visual masterpiece, a total cinematic moment. Fruit stand, old school printer, dai pai dong, car garage, cool menswear stores and lots of bad fluorescent lighting, filled with awesome characters. It’s my idea of heaven, and I always take a walk through there when I need a hit of inspiration. When I first arrived 7 years ago, I liked that CWB had its own personality. It wasn’t really deemed to be cool, and that’s what I liked. It was a neighbourhood where you could go and still get a bit of local Hong Kong without travelling for miles to the outer parts of town. The pace on the footpath has changed. It used to be a casual saunter and now it’s a power walk. And you feel as though you need to wear a ‘look’, rather than just roll out in your t-shirt and unkempt hair.”
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“My favourite thing in Causeway Bay? The sound of the peanut shells crunching under my feet at Inn Side Out back when it was in Sunning Plaza. I had some great…
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Celia Garcia
Long-term Po Leung Kuk volunteer
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Causeway Bay: Then & Now
Feature
Causeway Bay embodies the many facets of Hong Kong – the fast pace, fascinating contrasts and dynamic energy. From the city’s very beginning to the present day, its diversity and vibrancy makes it a beloved neighbourhood.
-
Mr Cheung
Owner, Ambassador Barber Parlour
I’ve worked here for over 50 years, 30 in this location and 20 in the last. I came to Causeway Bay in 1978 and when my old bosses retired…
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Lindsey McAlister
Founder, Hong Kong Youth Arts Foundation (YAF)
If there is such a thing as kismet, Lindsey McAlister believes it’s what brought her to Hong Kong. Nearly 30 years ago, the young British arts worker…
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Mimosa Lee
Salesperson
“My favourite thing in Causeway Bay? The sound of the peanut shells crunching under my feet at Inn Side Out back when it was in Sunning Plaza. I had some great…
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Celia Garcia
Long-term Po Leung Kuk volunteer
“Have you ever heard of ‘airplane olives’? Hawkers would scream from the ground floor, selling their snacks from the street, so we’d drop money down from our balcony and they’d throw the olives up to us…

