“By the Singapore River the skyscrapers of the Central Business District flash through momentarily, unreal and unnatural, wearing their windows like twinkling chain mail. If there exists any beauty in this vision, it is not the Creator’s; it is the elegance of geometric lines and curves fashioning a horizon shaped by Man as master of the jungle’s anarchy.” 

John Malathronas, Singapore Swing, (Summersdale, 2007)