In an old coffee shop somewhere in/near Bugis with Chia Aik Beng: She made us teh peng and kopi ice (ice tea, ice coffee) and then scurried around serving other customers , refilling containers, clearing tables.
I am frequently unbalanced by the land of my birth. When I am here I want to leave; when I have left I long to belong. Places like these are a sliver of the Singapore that I remember as a child in the 80s, tagging along with some adult, being scared of the crusty old characters that run them.
I have no personal association with them, but they feel oddly accessible, unlike the things that are familiar.
Thank you ABC for taking the time out of your day to meet with us.
Picture: Fujifilm X-T10, 35mm, JPEG only.