A Gay In Geylang

I walk the dark alleys at night. Through the shabby lanes and dirty streets, cockroaches frolicking at my feet.
Then they approach me again, coming towards me slowly, staring at me, hoping that I'm interested. Some choose to stand by the side of the streets waiting my advancement. Others decide to show off their goods. Yep, night after night I've been harrassed by Taxis.
Can't a guy walks home in peace in the middle of the night? Can the fucking taxi uncles stop staring at me? I dun wanna take your fucking comfort cab.
I'm like a gay in geylang, I'm not interested.