It might be a relative novice's mistaken impression, but, tentatively, a pair of strong candidates here at an early Komala Vilas lunch today sporting liberally applied whitening cream. Unremarkable of course ordinarily, were it not in this case on both sides males in question. With his phone fixation chap directly opposite could be closely observed from all angles. Black & yellow stripes on white polo, neat obedient office-lad hair from the 60's male lead Hindu flicks. Forearms certainly a slightly darker shade of pale; biceps perhaps less certain. The hair-line failed to give a clear indication either way. There were few suggestions of an Anglo-mix and finger-eating hardly counted as any kind of evidence. Neck closer to the collar line?... Chap at the back wall five metres distant sat opposite a wife who bore similar traces. Underlying shadowing distinctly apparent on his side particularly. (She a more expert exponent?) The usual two/three oldies in their colourful dresses here on our row really without a hope in hell given the dark base tincture. A lost cause with their artless daubs visible from an aeroplane (as the Serbs mockingly said). A more courageous investigator would have found a way to probe the men more deeply. — Excuse me, forgive me. I've just been shopping this morning at Bugis and....
NB. There is a suggestion the obsession possibly pre-dates the colonial era; three or four years ago a niche commercial sector in Singapore running to around $11m. annually.
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