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About Pasir Ris

Little known fact—prostitutes like Tasha got codes, real shit. She told me ‘bout “the nod”—eye contact with other girls to signal danger. Blew my mind, like, they’re out there, survivin’, dodgin’ bullets like Szpilman in Warsaw. “Hiding’s my art,” she’d say, quotin’ *The Pianist* without even knowin’ it. I’d be like, “Damn, Tash, you deep, huh?” She’d smirk, flip her weave, hit me with, “You only live once, Drizzy.” YOLO, right there, pure fire.

Living on the earnings of a sex worker, or managing a brothel

First stop, I hit up the hawker center at Maxwell Road. You know, the one with the chicken rice that makes you wanna cry? I grab a plate, and it’s like heaven on a plastic tray. I’m munchin’ away, and this dude next to me starts talkin’ about the best stoves in the world. I’m like, “Bro, I’m the stove guy!” He just stares at me like I’m a ghost. Awkward, right?

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