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raffles place at 6 pm
Stilettos clacking against the marble floor, ties getting unruffled, some scurrying with their LVs and Pradas to catch the first bus home, maybe to get back to their families, some strolling to Lau Pa Sat nearby for dinner before continuing with more work. Most of the offices are still lit up, dotting the skyline against the backdrop of the sun setting. The scene makes me think if these people had a choice would they choose to be embroiled in the rat race? How we've been caught in the rat race from the moment we're born. It's quite scary, that even young kids aren't spared the expectations placed upon them from the moment they enter this world.
I wonder how many brows are knotted so deeply because of the sea of red that has caught the financial world without warning, how many jobs will be affected, how many are struggling to make sure they can pay off their debts, mortgages, loans. Too many grown-up terms in that one sentence man.
I wonder how many brows are knotted so deeply because of the sea of red that has caught the financial world without warning, how many jobs will be affected, how many are struggling to make sure they can pay off their debts, mortgages, loans. Too many grown-up terms in that one sentence man.