Pimp jailed; collected over a million quick-time, p. B8 Home section in today's newspaper. Another one. They run at about one every three weeks, at least as reported in the Straits Times. At Fxxxxx last night Rich provided the details on the little chap who sits in a chair usually—sometimes squats—on Geylang Road watching the traffic. Early fifties lined fella, regular dyes, hair-cut that in attire would pass for government-biz. roundtable conferences. Short, thin, tattoos not visible, working nights often a nicely tailored puffer jacket. Magazine spread sense of style, rather ruined somewhat here by the shorts and sandals. An incessant smoker, keeping a sharp look-out always within the same stretch in front of the row of hairdressers and pedicure places. There was never any doubt; Rich simply provided the details. Numerous other look-outs in the same area, including the next parallel thoroughfare, some crouched or squatting within bushes. For a shift in his chair the Puffer earns $60-80. Easy, simple task pretty well remunerated for a fellow like that, Rich suggested. Colleague camped outside the cop shop relays number plates of departing vehicles, marked or otherwise. That's what you're looking out for, eyes peeled. See it pass, pass it along the line. Lorong such-and-such is the usual target for raids. Rich explains the police in Sin'pore are difficult to bribe; the operators therefore forced to use other means. When the alarm does sound one can see the young girls dashing helter-skelter every which way in their high-heels, elaborate make-up and cheap jewelry, giggling often the young ones who still think it's a lark.
Australian writer of Montenegrin descent en route to a polyglot European port at the head of the Adriatic mid-2011 shipwrecks instead on the SE Asian Equator. 12, 36, 48…80, 90++ months passage out awaited. Scribble all the while. By some process stranger than fiction, a role as an interpreter of Islam develops; Buddhism & even Hinduism. (Long story.)
Friday, February 12, 2016
Look-out
Pimp jailed; collected over a million quick-time, p. B8 Home section in today's newspaper. Another one. They run at about one every three weeks, at least as reported in the Straits Times. At Fxxxxx last night Rich provided the details on the little chap who sits in a chair usually—sometimes squats—on Geylang Road watching the traffic. Early fifties lined fella, regular dyes, hair-cut that in attire would pass for government-biz. roundtable conferences. Short, thin, tattoos not visible, working nights often a nicely tailored puffer jacket. Magazine spread sense of style, rather ruined somewhat here by the shorts and sandals. An incessant smoker, keeping a sharp look-out always within the same stretch in front of the row of hairdressers and pedicure places. There was never any doubt; Rich simply provided the details. Numerous other look-outs in the same area, including the next parallel thoroughfare, some crouched or squatting within bushes. For a shift in his chair the Puffer earns $60-80. Easy, simple task pretty well remunerated for a fellow like that, Rich suggested. Colleague camped outside the cop shop relays number plates of departing vehicles, marked or otherwise. That's what you're looking out for, eyes peeled. See it pass, pass it along the line. Lorong such-and-such is the usual target for raids. Rich explains the police in Sin'pore are difficult to bribe; the operators therefore forced to use other means. When the alarm does sound one can see the young girls dashing helter-skelter every which way in their high-heels, elaborate make-up and cheap jewelry, giggling often the young ones who still think it's a lark.
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