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Few things in life come close to having lunch at 11am at a coffee shop on a weekday. One of my favourite places for doing so is at Serangoon Avenue 3, near my previous school. I remember the times I would have a meal with various individuals during school breaks and, on occasion, during lectures that really weren't worth attending. I never could understand how people can stand the crowded school canteen with its substandard fare. I remember how this ex-classmate of mine liked to spew anti-government rhetoric during our meals together. I remember nodding and smiling politely when I wasn't paying much attention to him.