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Groovy, baby! So, dig this - prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout this chick I met once, workin’ the streets near Soho, real classy bird, but tough as nails. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, ya know? That flick’s all about grindin’ through life, “What’s left of the world?” - just like her, pushin’ through the muck every damn day. She told me this wild story, swear it’s true, bout how she once dodged a cop by hidin’ in a dumpster - smelled like hell, but she laughed it off, “Better than jail, luv!” Made me crack up, man, she’s got guts.

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch at the food court. I’m eyeing the chicken rice, but then I see this stall selling laksa. My heart skips a beat. I’m a sucker for good laksa. So, I order it, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven! But then, I get a bit too ambitious and slurp it too fast. I burn my tongue. Ouch!

Over 50 Eurasian family trees in S’pore on display at Woodlands Regional Library exhibition