travesty of justice (lady V copyright)
today i tried, between breaking (personally) news, to photograph a telling scene, in a bar, of a banner saying (quite seriously btw) no smooching
it was going to be my one this-picture-says-it-all indictment of singapore.
ALAS my shit camera is broke. so i downloaded something that approximates the fascism of this place.
regardless, it is a travesty of justice.
i have risked death dropping cigarette stubs.
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I heard someone was sent to the gas chamber for farting.
A veritable T of V indeed. Oh, totty, stop sashaying around Singapore and come back to our bosoms. Or at least, my shrivelled old tits and Alberto's mahogany chest.
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