「瀡滑梯嘅鐵皮曬到39.4度，先至信個童年係會留低烙印。」生鏽嘅氹氹轉同龜裂嘅班馬，都話比你聽遊樂場就係人生縮時，「可以玩嗰陣你唔玩，封鎖後連摸吓都唔得」。相中影低晒熱辣辣嘅童年和最凍冰冰嘅回憶。
"The slide's metal plate burned at 39.4°C before I believed childhood could leave scars." Rusted merry-go-rounds and cracked hopscotch grids whisper a truth: playgrounds are life in fast-forward—*"Play hard when the gates are open, or beg silently at padlocked swings after closing."* His lens captures both blistering childhoods and frozen memories. That faded seesaw? It’s still balancing laughter on one end, rust on the other.