I just realized. I've taken to titling my chapters the same way one titles a Gintama chapter. D: Oh dear.

…Details, details.

Also, thank you so very much for all the reviews! Thank you also, mklnay for getting back to me! I must try writing my version of the merger someday. Meanwhile, I'm still dealing with colony!Singapore with colonial!England.

Why Is It So Damn Hot All The Time?

The Karang-guni man parades around the neighbourhood, heralded by his horn and his truck. Singapore waves him down and waits outside the gate of his house. He helps the uncle bundle up his old newspapers and listens patiently to his complaints of how people these days don't sell their newspapers anymore.

He nods and receives the money the uncle hands him. A dollar fifty. He grumbles to himself how he could have sold it at a higher price but his people must work to survive so he bears it with a grin. He pockets the money and watches the uncle stride down the driveway, newspapers wrapped tight with raffle string like giant kuei lapis. The uncle's back is soaked with sweat but his muscles ripple and the droplets shine brightly in the light of the afternoon sun.

Singapore can only think, at least someone is happy.