Singapore is supposed to be a nanny paternalistic state, affluent, dull and uninteresting. Well, it may be that, but at least some of its establishments are refreshingly honest and frank:
BJ Massage is near the Geylang District and just a few meters away from the Kallang train station.
Of course, when talking about Singapore, there is no way of skirting the obligatory polemic on the so-called Asian values. All I can say is that it's mostly hogwash. Men are ruttish wherever you go. And in Singapore that's the most ironically comforting thought of human solidarity I have ever had.