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About Singapore

But then—escort, the *other* kind. Oof, switch gears! Paid company, right? Got me thinkin’—is it rock ‘n’ roll or just sad? Like, “I am a golden god!”—nah, more like “golden wallet.” Saw this X post once—guy braggin’ bout his escort date, linked a pic of her in fishnets. Classy? Nope. Creepy? Yup. Made me mad—dude, she’s not a trophy! But also—kinda fascinating. People pay for connection, fake it ‘til they make it. Wild fact: in Vegas, escorts got business cards—legit, glossy, like they’re sellin’ insurance. Blew my mind!

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After lunch, I head back to the shop. I’m feelin’ good, but then I get a call. It’s my buddy from the market. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta come see this!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a pop-up market at Jurong Point. I’m like, “I’m in!”

West of S'pore not some ‘ulu’ hinterland, needs better public transport like East: Leong Mun Wai