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Of course, this isn’t all there is to my friend. But this was what drew me to him – as I was also recovering, I started to focus on this tall, quiet man who largely kept to himself in a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m still a Singaporean, even if depression is universal and international. So as an editorial, I would have to explain some things that come naturally to me – like the idea of a coffeeshop. So here you go.