Well, that’s what was literally written on the wall beside this ball-of-twine-looking guy whom I spotted in Forty Hands — this fantastic, tiny cafe in an alley street in Tiong Bahru.

Creepy.

Hmm, not really. Kinda reminds me of a leafy daruma doll, where it comes to you with only the whites of eyes and you draw in the black dots for luck.

He’s actually was quite a charming character, if I were to be asked.