You see very few buildings in Kunming (or other Chinese cities) which are more than, say, 30-40 years old. There is a constant push to upgrade and replace everything. One little haven of antiquity was a tiny traditional house I pass on my way to work. Sandwiched between a modern restaurant and a vets, you could see grass growing on its tiled roof, carvings on the door and, usually, a man chopping wood outside. No more. I walked past it yesterday to find it being smashed to bits, brick by brick. It's progress, I guess - these things are cute to look at but probably hard work to live in. Yet I do feel that something is being lost in the feverish drive to modernise.
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