note to sometimes this place gets so hot you just want to give up
"a time when there was no butter, no
fresh milk, no good quality meat and
no ice-cream to be had in the steamy
tropical cauldron of Singapore(?) A
time which came to an abrupt halt on
24 March 1905"
either wholly or in part, memory fails me, was taken from a book i had read on the history of Singapore.
Regrettably, due to careless note-keeping on my part, i am unable to cite the source.
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