Since I live in Yilan I’ve always wondered why do some many people have a bad opinion of Sanchong. I thought it was some kind of meme, but then I started to pay attention to the news. There was this constant mentioning of Sanchong in most violent crimes, and so I began to think there could be some truth in that.
One day I had to go to work near Xinzhuang MRT station, so coming from Yilan I had to take the orange MRT line. When we stopped in Cailiao everything looked normal; students, commuters, kids with their parents. Then we reached Sanchong and when I read the name I thought:“Oh so it’s here, I didn’t know”, and when the doors opened it was like a different dimension: dirt everywhere, one of the lights was broken and flickering, the people looked either shady as fuck, depressed or both… It was like being in Blade Runner’s slums. Then after we reached the next MRT stop, everything was back to normal.
There’s something about Sanchong that always reminds me of the unholy Church in John Carpenter’s Prince of Darkness.