My friend tells me a story: his homie was “randomly” picked off a flight from the Netherlands and drug tested at Singapore’s Changi airport. Doing drugs overseas is illegal for Singaporeans; our bodies are policed even beyond the country’s borders. Even though he wasn’t carrying anything, he was arrested just for having THC in his piss. “Don’t forget you still hold a Singapore passport,” my friend cautioned. “At the end of the day, they own us.”