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Ah, the good ol’ days! Standing at the crossroads of time, my mind wanders off like a skipping record—stuck on a memory loop. It’s like I’m back in the early '70s, trying to capture fleeting moments in my head, only for my thoughts to spiral away. It reminds me of the countless Saturdays and Sundays I spent walking from Tong Shin to the racecourse. A ritual, really. And oh, there was a disco in the underground of some building—The Cave. The name sounds mysterious now, but back then, it was the place. Just as I step off the LRT station, Santana's "Black Magic Woman" plays in my head, adding a little strut to my step.

Fast forward a few years, and Wisma Central opened up with a nightclub called Honey. Now, let me tell you, the hostess there... wow. Slim figures wrapped tightly in cheongsams that left just enough to the imagination. Not like today’s style, with girls in loosely fitted clothes that make you wonder if they’re hiding something spectacular underneath or if it’s just the trend of getting a little *fluffy*. Back then, it was all about that hourglass shape—like a viola. You know, a time when curves were celebrated like a symphony.

But let's not get too distracted. My walk had a purpose—to hunt down the best satay in town. Just one problem: I was so deep in my nostalgia that I missed my station. So there I was, looking like a lost soul, forced to take the return train back to where I started. Talk about a round trip through memory lane!

I guess that’s what happens when you’ve seen decades roll by—you get lost in them, literally!