Looking for love in all the wrong places.

It’s the oldest profession in the world and I an irrational fear of it. Being from Canada, I’m of the view that prostitutes are disease carrying drug addicts trying to get their next fix, hence the fear. Around these parts though, prostitution is prevalent and open. I figured it was time to get over myself and accept the world with arms open. So when the team decided to go Orchard Towers after the bar I didn’t protest. Before I left for Singapore John says ‘you have to visit Four Floors of Whores.’ Well I finally made it to the infamous four floors in Orchard Towers. Picture the brothels from Hollywood movies with girls strung over the railings making cat calls and drunken guys swaying back and forth with a girl on each arm. Now remove all the red satin curtains and wooden bar and replace it with a discount mall and escalators. Kind of funny, kind of fun. That’s Orchard Towers. I’m still not planning on paying for sex anytime soon, but I’m not afraid anymore.

Some songs worth checking:

The Golden Dogs . . . check out construction worker

Arcade Fire cover my fav Clash song . . . kind of a bad recording though