Strawberry Fields Forever
Thursday, June 12
We're at the checkout counter, NTUC, and I'm queueing up with a box of er, peppermint tea, in my hand. I groan in my mind as I see the weary looking mother in front start loading the mountain of groceries in her trolley onto the treadmill-thingamajig.
A tiny hand reaches up and places a pink square box on the treadmill-thingamajig.
"Mommy, I want this sweet."
It's a box of strawberry flavoured condoms.
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