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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Taxi Dancer 44
As we wait to board our 2-legged flight from SF to Singapore, Mum reminisces about my grandmother's best friend's stint as a "taxi dancer". (I'm not sure how it came up, but that's what I appreciate about unpredictable streams of consciousness.) "44", as we all called her, after her street address, and "Ah Fong" -- granny's two closest friends -- both worked in a cabaret as dancers for-hire in Singapore during the 1930s. According to Mum, the service was limited to just dancing. I'd like to read up more about this profession during that era...
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oh, potentially scandalous. Your mom is funny :)
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