So! We were tasked to find a location to research on and to sell the information that I gotten.
So why Rowell Road? I wanted to kill two birds with one stone. I work at an agency there and am required to go there once a week to touch base with my manager on my account and to work on something. When I introduced the project to my colleagues, they were very happy to bring me around and lend me their devices to take photographs of the place.
Through my research, I have discovered interesting things about the place, especially how transgendered sex workers would co-exist with the local businesses in Singapore.
This is a panoramic view of the old bungalow building opposite the office.
My research stemmed from this image which was the pink light. The pink light was symbol of notice for a prostitution ring.
This photo was taken at the office toilet that showed the visible back alley at night. You can clearly see the mama-san talking to the old man. Probably not soliciting (because that’s illegal).
I then went to dig into articles! Because I remembered mothership had just published an article because of a recent raid and I managed to dig out a post that was finding out the history of prostitution.
- Just to take a break from this vice talk!
Don’t you love how beautiful the shophouses are? They have that Roman style columns and it’s amazing!
These ones are more plain.
Okay back to prostitution!
So you can read the history here, but in a nutshell, it was because it was near Johor Road which was near Bugis! Where it was more well-known for transgendered entertainer, until 1980s, when the place was cleaned up.
A different scene at the end of Rowell Road is this weird green building which I aptly call 1979 for it’s number tag on the top of the building. There’s also a lot of people queuing up to go upstairs (I don’t know why and I don’t think I want to know why)
Apart from the sleaziness, I decided to check on housing prices to see if its actually cheaper to stay there.
Apparently, it’s not!
So I got my colleague Angela, to help me to make the phone call (because of her foreign accent of course, it’s more convincing). You can listen to it here.
All in all, I had a very good time exploring the place. I also realised that Rochor Police Station is a stone’s throw away and that every other evening, the police would be patrolling around the area.
Well, I would say, if you can’t beat them, join them, but since the police and justice department is involved, if you can’t beat them, make sure no one knows.