The early morning light painted the streets of Geylang in soft shades of gold, casting long shadows that danced alongside the aroma of sizzling street food. A young woman, Tarin, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail, pedaled her bicycle with purposeful strokes. She was a picture of determination, her eyes focused on the blinking neon sign of "Ah Ma's Famous Laksa." The warmth of the breakfast rush had yet to settle in, leaving the air cool and fresh, carrying with it the promise of a new day. At 35, Tarin had carved out a life for herself in this bustling neighborhood of contrasts. She ha… Read more