Most of the story in The Woman Who Breathed Two Worlds unfolds in my hometown, Ipoh. Readers find out what the town looked like, how it was cooled by breezes from the hills, its smell of freshness after tropical rain. In short, Ipoh itself becomes a character in my story.
The town today is unrecognisable from the one I used to live in, let alone the place described in The Woman Who Breathed Two Worlds. What I'd like to do here is to share images of old Ipoh and some of the places mentioned in my book.