The Singapore Tourism Board has officially designated the urine-scented public housing stairwell as the nation’s premier romantic destination.

Forget the infinity pool; nothing screams "long-term commitment" like dodging a surveillance camera while fumbling with a bra strap in a humid Level 12 landing.

Experts claim the adrenaline of potentially being shamed on social media acts as a more potent aphrodisiac than any overpriced blue pill.

Couples are reportedly flocking to these concrete havens to avoid the crippling cost of a hotel room that smells like mothballs and failure.

"Sian, hotel so expensive, might as well come here for 'exercise' lor," said local romantic, Ah Huat.

"The echo make my girlfriend sound like she having concert, very shiok one."

Authorities have responded by installing "mood-appropriate" fluorescent lights to enhance the romantic ambience of the nearby garbage chutes.