But "hark!", you say, for upon closer scrutiny, you realise that the stars have indeed aligned on the tender night, where a feat only surpassed by Tenzing and crunchiness no less than a tempura, has superceded our temperaments and temperate climate, with only far superior achievements to come in tandem. And shall it be a conquest ever so fond, it will tenure tenaciously in our memories.
For at the stroke of ten, in the tenth year of the millennium, in the temptress of an estate that is Tampines, we see:
Tempus edax rerum.
Tampons are temporary.
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