Tales from the Midnight Culinary Underground
The final customer has paid their bill and walked out into the night. The clatter of dishes fades, the front doors are locked, and a deep quiet settles over the restaurant. For most, this is the end of the day. For me, this is when the real work begins. My type of photography isn’t about…
Read MoreThe city-state sleeps, but its heart still beats. Here at 3AM, Singapore transforms. The day’s relentless pace dissolves into a humid, quiet hum. The air, thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and rain-washed asphalt, carries a different kind of promise. This is when I begin my hunt, guided not by maps, but by whispers…
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