Burkhas, Candy and Gold
It is 2:00 am and I am winding through the back streets between Lavender and Serangoon Road, following the other late-night shoppers towards the lighted portals of the Mustafa emporium.
The first few times I went down to Serangoon, I didn’t notice the nondescript automatic doors a few yards off the sidewalk, seeming to open onto a clock shop. Many things…
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