7 August 2010I sucked in my stomach as the train doors close in front of me, almost threatening to decapitate my nose. In crowded places like a train, I often wondered how it is possible to respect another’s personal space. I’ve taken the train in Tokyo which is equally dense; however I’ve never felt violated despite the rumors of the chikan. Therefore in confined crowded spaces like this, I am often on alert and keep my hands protecting either my breast; or my ass (you've got to sacrifice one).At Orchard station, a Malay girl and her friend squeezed...
