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It is true that you can make home wherever you are, but this time round I'm very convinced that we have something going here. Something worth holding on to, something worth protecting, sharing, but not selling; something worth celebrating and taking time to muse over. Something that'll stay with you even after you've set up base many miles away. Something that ties us all together. A shared experience. Of good hawker food, bad hawker food. Cab drivers that drive too fast, not fast enough. The crazy pace of life but also the time we have to complain about it. Ah, the complaining. Something I thought wasn't constructive, but maybe on some level, something we all have in common. Something that is ours, and nobody elses'.

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