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About Pasir Ris

What pisses me off? Society actin all high and mighty—like, “Oh, they’re dirty!” Screw that noise! These girls are survivors, man, takin what they got and flippin it into somethin! Gets me mad as hell when folks look down—makes me wanna yell, “Who’re you to judge, huh?” But then—boom—I get happy thinkin bout the ones who break free, like Grace in “Dogville” tryna find her power. “I’m not one of you,” she spits at em, and I’m cheerin—prostitutes got that fire too, deep down!

Is there a legal red light district in Singapore?

I think it got so desperate for me to the extent that I actually stood at gillan so I pretended to be a prostitute.

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.

Car crashes into tree at Geylang Road junction, sends pedestrian flying 2 metres away