Cities change.

People die.

Everything you
know goes away.



‘But my heart would not bleed poetry. Not a single drop to stain the blueprint of our past’s tomorrow’—poet Boey Kim Cheng asks us, what price for a city that ‘erases the flaws… they plan, they build… they have it all.

Your average life expectancy is 80 years. Look around you—how many buildings will you outlive? You can’t keep the library, the playgrounds, the nameless spaces that you and your friends made your own. Even the old spaces of lore—Bukit Brown, Bidadari, MacRitchie—suddenly loom large. Your memories have no anchors. This landscape doesn’t add up. You can’t believe in the old narrative of progress and constant redevelopment. Not anymore.




 
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CONGRATULATIONS TO
THE WINNERS

OF OUR INSTA-FILM AND
WRITING COMPETITIONS


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The Vanishing, or Time Goes Away

The last chapter of #citieschangepeopledie returns this March with The Vanishing, or Time Goes Away, a programme exploring different manifestations of nostalgia in Singapore culture.

Featuring a specially-commissioned playground for children, an installation brimful of chou chou, and a futuristic dining experience, find out more here!

 
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