Central Mall
I was walking from Chinatown the other day since I had some time to spare before my pilates class. While walking along the stretch from Chinatown to Clarke Quay, I thought that it was quite an interesting feel walking down singapore streets at night. Walking by myself reminds me of the times when I was walking by the downtown streets of Montreal. It can actually get quite romantic, I guess and it really doesn't have to happen in the movies or elsewhere. It's the companion and myself that makes the big difference. I do feel like I am falling in love with myself again, head over heels. There was a sudden surge of energy for me to move on.
While I happened to have my camera with me, I decided to take the chance to take pics of the pretty new kid on the block-Central Mall. As I was down to snapping the very last pic just before my camera battery went flat, I discovered that the more I was into taking pics, the more things there were for me to see and take. What appears as a pretty building at first glance became a thing of interest for me to srutinize in greater detail. Soon after, deconstruction begins to take place naturally with my naked eye.
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