We are out of the heartlands.
At 12 noon, we are deep in the tourist jungle of Chinatown. How do we classify this place as the tourist side? The stalls sell their kitschy souvenirs and shout out rudely at tourists.
Its surprisingly quiet though, maybe chinatown shines only at night, oh wait, a few minutes past 12 and the place picks up, the place is starting to get crowded... Its just mainly tourists walking around, a couple of students exploring the place... slowing down their pace to look at the kitschy souvenirs... imagine this is what the tourists must think singapore is like... oh the horror.
There are virtually no rules here, we can be as loud as we want, do as much funky stuff as we want... as long as we can beat the noise that the stalls are already making...
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