The other day, stallholders stopped calling out their dishes as they saw me doing yet another lap around the hawker centre.
Strolling around is one of the best parts of hawker culture for me; it’s like walking into a 3D menu with the sights of dishes being stir-fried, their salty-sweetness wafting out of stalls.
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