Do you know Hello magazine? It's big, with glossy pictures of celebrities and you can stare for hours at those picture sugar-sweet pictures of the perfect family having the perfect holiday in a secluded island . When we get to a new place, mum usually seeks out the catholic church and susses out the Mass times. I ( being slightly pagan-like ) would look for a bookstore.
There were no bookstores In Tawau during my years there. When we asked ( and we did ) where do we get magazines, we got directions to this small half-shop along the main room which at a glance looked gloomy. The Uncle at the counter seemed inert. But he did wave towards the shelves...where I saw HELLO magazine amongst the local fare of Jelita, Her World and Female.
I whooped and skipped and hopped.
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