When I first visited Chongqing in October 2019, I felt an uncanny sense of familiarity—as if I had known the city long before setting foot in it. It was not a resemblance to any particular place I had been before, but rather a distinct feeling that was both unique and deeply perceptible. Let me refer to that moment as “day one"—a mild autumn day in October 2019, just months before the pandemic would begin to reshape our lives in ways we had yet to comprehend.

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Chesh and Chongqing: Sun, Sin, Sanity, and the City that Sings

  • Ali Cheshmehzangi

摘要

When I first visited Chongqing in October 2019, I felt an uncanny sense of familiarity—as if I had known the city long before setting foot in it. It was not a resemblance to any particular place I had been before, but rather a distinct feeling that was both unique and deeply perceptible. Let me refer to that moment as “day one"—a mild autumn day in October 2019, just months before the pandemic would begin to reshape our lives in ways we had yet to comprehend.