HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL
WHEN:It was a Friday night, a week before the 2006 Lunar New Year.
SUBJECT: Three ladies got together in a Cafe', talked and laughed their hearts out.
Then the two of them danced along Orchard Road to the music by the street performers, the other one pretending not to know them.
(Haha, come on Nina, let's do the cha cha cha! Juan Talamera.....Juan Talameraaaaaaaa......)
Not a bit shy on what they were doing, didn't mind the look from other people, they seemed amused anyway.
What more when the three ran, racing each other to the traffic light.
One coke, one tea, and one jelly dessert after, the battleplan was laid out:
No intruders will be allowed in the system, only interfaces can be tolerated.
TARGET: And the mushroom society was born.
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