a boy came knocking at my door at about 10 plus selling those potong ice-cream. you know those traditional red bean sticks ice-cream? didn't want to buy initially but gave in when he said he got 4 siblings at home and he's selling ice-cream to help with family expenses...
urghz.
see him quite poor thing coz he was perspiring like mad and he sounded quite ernest. bought some from him and he urged me to put them into the fridge fast coz they were ALL melting.. to be exact, they already melted. so melted that i couldn't even tell the shape liao..
hope he wasn't abusing my empathy.hrmph.
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