Lion City Hotelon Kallang Road was it? $120 per night. Two years ago it was $89. They did half-days too there, unlike Joo Chait, which specifically disclaims the practice, warning against transients, illegal sex and sex gadgets, minors and a couple of other things on their plastered notices. Some of the girls waiting for their partners to sign-in might raise an eyebrow if one were picky.
Beside Lion Citystands Slimming Sanctuary, the pic of the girl on the billboard clasping her nakedness making it look so easy. Not a bathing cap that, she' was wreathed in flowers like a garlanded empress. The treadmill and exercise bike in that sanctuary made burning the fat off a walk in the park.
The covered Muslim ladies got by with less grief, their curves and fatty bottoms packaged in colourful printed wraps. Frisson and a half following them on the path. And then the hidden reds, crimsons and violets underneath not a difficult guess. Trays of them sat out front on the narrow walkway beside the food court, where the articles were turned over one by one for the best buy, for strength, elasticity, cut and design. Nothing untoward; shopping like any other. Certainly nothing in the Qur'an forbids the husband's pleasure. Hubbies were rarely in tow along there, effect entirely robbed sighting the articles prematurely, esp in those piles.
Lion Citybusinesses of other kinds down further. A couple concrete lions too guarding narrow shop entryways. International totem old Leo.
Food was the counter against the expense of accommodation. A filling vegetarian meal usually $3 a throw—outside the posh inner zone of course. (Seven dollars latte at TCC—The Coffee Connoisseur—yesterday near Bugis MRT and the Sing National Library. Average to bloody boot.)
The covered Muslim ladies got by with less grief, their curves and fatty bottoms packaged in colourful printed wraps. Frisson and a half following them on the path. And then the hidden reds, crimsons and violets underneath not a difficult guess. Trays of them sat out front on the narrow walkway beside the food court, where the articles were turned over one by one for the best buy, for strength, elasticity, cut and design. Nothing untoward; shopping like any other. Certainly nothing in the Qur'an forbids the husband's pleasure. Hubbies were rarely in tow along there, effect entirely robbed sighting the articles prematurely, esp in those piles.
Lion Citybusinesses of other kinds down further. A couple concrete lions too guarding narrow shop entryways. International totem old Leo.
Food was the counter against the expense of accommodation. A filling vegetarian meal usually $3 a throw—outside the posh inner zone of course. (Seven dollars latte at TCC—The Coffee Connoisseur—yesterday near Bugis MRT and the Sing National Library. Average to bloody boot.)
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