Tonight The Streets Are Ours continuously stimulating polyphonic and intertextual

continuously stimulating polyphonic and intertextual conversations

the arrogance and illusion of immunity falters

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Christine committed suicide in East Berlin in 1985

Tonight The Streets Are Ours continuously stimulating polyphonic and intertextualLittle India wakes when Singapore sleeps. I first escaped to her nightly embrace in 2010. Like a restless moth, I was drawn to the dim lights of her dark streets and alleys. I soon found there were others like me. Immigrants and Singaporeans alike. Some sought sanctuary, others euphoria. This book is discovery of sorts. And a diary of photographs taken with my mobile phone from 20102012. Lets go out again tonight; for tonight, the streets are ours.