i learnt something today.
that singaporeans love thrills. the thrill of crowding right in front of doors is almost unexplainable. counting down to the moment the doors open. it's so exciting!
the mrt doors. the sales store door. the library door.
yes, the library. maybe it's the thrill of being the first person to step into the library. being the first person to reach the second level. the first person to grab a seat by the window. the first person to touch a book. the first person to talk to a librarian. the first person to borrow a book. i dont know. what is it? there must be something i'm not seeing. maybe there's a pot of gold somewhere.
or maybe they all really needed to poop.
nah. must be that pot of gold.
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