Instead of the huge shopping centres of Orchard Road you have two rows of boutiques running along the road, set back at a short distance from a narrow tramway. On the one hand the feeling is just much less manufactured than in Singapore - somehow more intimate and nice. Yet, I can't help but think of the Orchard Road population set into this tiny street. Yeowch.
And the biggest difference - KeY isn't here to let me know when what I'm picking out is just downright ugly. And to pick out nice clothes I wouldn't normally even look twice at.
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