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About Sengkang

But here’s the kicker—*The Master* vibes again—“You’ll be my dirty animal.” She’s got this raw, messy energy, like she’s chaos in heels. Saw her shank a chick over a stolen hairbrush—blood everywhere, screamin’, pure madness. Made me mad as hell—more paperwork, more headaches—but also kinda awed. She’s a survivor, y’know? Fucked up, sure, but alive. Most cons just rot; she fights.

Pasir Ris: Written in the Sand

As the sun started settlin’ down, I headed to the Pasir Ris MRT station. I’m thinkin’, “Finally, I can go home.” But the train? Delayed. Of course. I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the clock tick away. I swear, if I had a dollar for every time the MRT was late, I’d be rich.

Bridging Past and Present in Pasir Ris