i was working on a short film project and required to shoot a scene at an old estate apartment. i found through previous contact an old unit somewhere at Dakota Crescent. So with kindness from the owner granted me the permission to film at their house, and insist not collect a fee. So when the moment i walked into the house i felt i was like i went back to the past when i was a kid, full of memories and familiarity... that is the only place i can see real kampong spirit. Kindness.