Not the most productive day. A droll day. Lunch soon. Half a book of history, to go! Coke and crullers for breakfast. Ew. 1936.

Exploring the nightlife of... Balakong... on a Monday night. Balakong, dead. Proceeded to the Mines, dead. Returned to chinktown. More middling espresso.

Rain pours down in chinktown.

Kinda cute: Gangnam Style's ass-ogling crescendo makes most males in this cafe turning to look at two chicks in the corner. #psycho

Wondering how much nasi kandar I can eat before I get sick of it and go back to cooking.

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