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About Bedok

Then she goes, “Meet me by the docks,” and I’m like, happy days! Heart’s racin’, knob’s twitchin’ – oops, typo, meant *nob* – nah, sod it, keepin’ it. Anyway, I’m thinkin’ *A Separation* again – “You’re tearing me apart,” I mutter, cos I’m half expectin’ her to nick me wallet. Surprised me, though – she shows up, all legs and lipstick, proper fit. I’m gobsmacked, like, “You’re no minger!” She laughs, “Cheers, you charmer.”

Inside Singapore’s Languishing Red Light District

Then I hit up Lorong 9. It’s like a whole different world. The lights, the vibe—it’s electric. But then, outta nowhere, I see this massive traffic jam. Cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m like, “Seriously? It’s just Geylang!” I was ready to lose it.

Geylang tenants locked out of their shophouses by new owner