That’s what our first store has become now. A boutique hotel. In its shophouse days, we lived inside for a year with the dog, taking out the rubbish only at night. Last night when I got out of the cab along its kerb, it occurred to me if I should ever forget, I will [...]
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Sentimentality 1.0
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Our first store was on 175A East Coast Road, on the second floor above a dark stairway. We pulled a long cable from the stereo down to ground level, to let people know there was a shop waiting to be experienced. We made our own shelves, painted Rossetti’s Winter, My Secret on the wall, ordered [...]
