A Last Night in Bangkok
June 1st 1989 Our last day in Thailand was a busy one of shopping, checking for mail and getting our hair cut. And what a hair cut. I asked for short, but short by Thai standards means a few millimetres off bald. I cried my eyes out afterwards.
In the evening we went to the sex / shopping district and this time we decided that we would actually go into one of these clubs as people had continuously been tell
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