{"id":11787,"date":"2023-04-21T17:08:55","date_gmt":"2023-04-21T09:08:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/expat.metroresidences.com\/sg\/?p=11787"},"modified":"2023-08-15T16:59:31","modified_gmt":"2023-08-15T08:59:31","slug":"goodbye-golden-mile-inside-the-closing-of-golden-mile-complex","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/expat.metroresidences.com\/sg\/explore\/goodbye-golden-mile-inside-the-closing-of-golden-mile-complex\/","title":{"rendered":"Goodbye Golden Mile: Inside the Closing of Golden Mile Complex"},"content":{"rendered":"[vc_row type=”in_container” full_screen_row_position=”middle” scene_position=”center” text_color=”dark” text_align=”left” overlay_strength=”0.3″ shape_divider_position=”bottom”][vc_column column_padding=”padding-4-percent” column_padding_position=”all” background_color=”#fefeff” background_color_opacity=”1″ background_hover_color_opacity=”1″ column_shadow=”none” column_border_radius=”10px” top_margin=”-20%” width=”5\/6″ tablet_text_alignment=”default” phone_text_alignment=”default” column_border_width=”none”]
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<\/div><\/div>[vc_custom_heading text=”Goodbye Golden Mile: Inside the Closing of Golden Mile Complex” font_container=”tag:h1|text_align:left” use_theme_fonts=”yes” css=”.vc_custom_1682064232966{margin-bottom: 20px !important;}”][vc_custom_heading text=”Take a look inside the closing of Golden Mile Complex. With its successful en bloc, we explore its abandoned hallways and offices, before bidding it goodbye.” font_container=”tag:h3|text_align:left” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_column_text css_animation=”fadeIn” css=”.vc_custom_1682064531339{margin-top: 20px !important;margin-bottom: 20px !important;}”]I didn\u2019t notice it. Then again, I didn\u2019t know what to expect. But as I stopped in front of Golden Mile Complex, by the mangrove tree. The shops were all closed. The shops facing the main road had their cream-yellow shutters rolled all the way down. Inside one of the hallways leading into the main atrium, the lights were off, like a tunnel leading to nowhere else.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It was a hot Saturday afternoon. Above the sky painted a picture of coming rain, but my skin singed. I was at Golden Mile Complex for a photography walk and poetry workshop by\u00a0<\/span>Marc Nair<\/span><\/a>\u00a0and\u00a0<\/span>Sploosh<\/span><\/a>. Marc, a Singaporean poet and photographer, was to take us through its now empty spaces. Once most of the participants arrived, we stood by the main entrance, the lobby at the western end. The lights were off, and the sunlight could only go so far. I was still shell-shocked.<\/span><\/p>\n

There, he laid out the assignment, as simple as it is broad: you could try and document the space and its current state. Then, afterwards, we could try and write something that either reflect the state of affairs, or something a bit more abstract. We are to look at what\u2019s around, to take stock. But, he also asks, to take a closer look at the signs, the things that have been left behind. He points to a sign, the banner above the shuttered stall. It read: EN MILE. \u2018So you see now, the \u2018Gold\u2019 has been blocked. What does it say?\u2019 He asks.<\/span><\/p>\n

Standing at the side, I noticed the elevators. One of them, the one in the middle, had its door open for the longest minute. I didn\u2019t see it close.<\/span>[\/vc_column_text][vc_column_text css_animation=”fadeIn” css=”.vc_custom_1682066578453{margin-top: 20px !important;margin-bottom: 20px !important;}”]\n

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