We climb on a bike to negotiate streets laid out in a grid pattern by the Japanese. Save for the occasional cries of hawkers from the roadside morning market, there is little noise other than the hum of insects, the chirp of birds and the barking of dogs. It's so quiet in fact that we can't help but wonder where all the people have gone.
單車上路，繞著早年日本人規劃的方正街道，沿路除了小型早市的叫賣聲偶爾劃破寧靜外，大多時候只有蟲鳴、鳥叫和狗吠，不由得讓人想問：「究竟，人都跑到哪裡去了？」