Hong Kong’s gig workers should be treated with dignity, not racism

I run into Abdul, who I call “Boss”, at least once a week.He works full time for a food delivery service, and the Nepali-run sundry shop below my flat in Hong Kong’s western district serves as his late-night pit stop on most week days.Our conversations are usually fleeting; consisting of the standard South Asian opener: “Have you had dinner?”.In recent weeks we have had more excitable conversations owing to the stellar form of the English Premier League club we both support.When I met him on…

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