Having only one hour break to either photostat more notes or to have a meal, I chose to eat.
Leaning against the very familiar noodle stall in the canteen (patron of 7 full years), I languidly ordered laksa. Uncle put one lao po bing into a plastic bag and tel me to eat it in the next break...
Kindness comes in a comforting round form...
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