All kinds of bars, restaurants, nightclubs and such have grown up alongside the escalator, of course. The way the city just continues blithely up the side of the mountain, as crowded and crazy as ever, has endlessly fascinating results in terms of the public space. There are all these weird little steps and stoops and odd spaces squeezed in on the slope - moving through the area is a bit like being inside an M.C. Escher print. It's hard to capture in photos, so just take my word for it.
Looking down a street crossed by the escalator. A good example of how even ordinary buildings in Hong Kong are often a lot more colorful than American ones.
Someone's apartment so close to the escalator you could almost reach over and steal their laundry or the incense from the shrine above it. Everyone hangs their laundry out the window - racks for that purpose are standard equipment on apartment buildings.
Below, the Jamia Mosque just on the other side of a wall by the escalator, founded in 1850 (the present building was only built in 1915).
A three-level alleyway behind some apartment buildings:
One of the many Englishy or Aussie establishments in the area. Don't ask me what the whale means.
A lot of cleaning goes on in Hong Kong - there are always people in uniforms with brushes and mops and hoses and such working around you. And yet it's still a pretty dirty place.