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About Tampines

So, prostitutes—man, they’re like shadows dancin’ on the edge. I saw one once, down on 5th, heels clickin’, eyes sharp as knives. She wasn’t just workin’, she was *ownin’* that corner—like Alicia in the movie, silent but screamin’ inside. “Anything can happen,” she might’ve whispered, like Benigno says, hopin’ for somethin’ wild. Made me happy, seein’ her strut, defyin’ the world’s bullshit rules. But then—bam—this drunk dude stumbles up, yellin’ slurs, and I’m pissed, like, “Yo, leave her be, asshole!” She just smirked, flipped him off—queen shit right there.

Pimping and managing a brothel

So, I wrap up my work, and I rush over to Orchard Road. It’s packed, as usual. People everywhere, shopping bags in hand. I spot my mom at a café, and she’s already ordered a ton of food. Typical. We sit, and she starts talkin’ about my childhood. I’m tryin’ to focus, but all I can think about is that stove I gotta finish.

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