Tramped around Ion Orchard today with my cello, which turned out to be not a very good idea because the place is freaking huge and the human traffic, even at 2 ish pm in the afternoon, is considerably heavy, especially for the food basement.
The place has a very new smell, like that of unworn shoes, or excessive air freshener in hotel lobbies. The shops are a variation on the same theme of consumerism and creation of endless desires. Everything new, yet nothing new at the same time.
Bored, I wandered to Kinokuniya and bought manga, even though I am still acutely conscious of the fact that my new bookshelf has already run out of space and the comics are still overflowing out of white plastic boxes.
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