Off in the land of the Merlion, I met the him. Strapped in the pavement with purposely washed out paint reminiscent to propaganda posters-or in our case, 90s Filipno bomba films.
So there I was, ready to strike. but he got the first hit. Then I realized that I could not win. He was Bruce Lee after all.
A very short story indeed.
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