How to kill time profitably in Bui Vien Part 1
February 19th 2016 Last night my Family Members rescued me from outside a brothel. In my defence, I didn't know it was, had just stopped to have a beer, choosing the back rather than front line to minimise the vendor attention. I'd been to the shop opposite An An Hotel, where I knew I could get DVDs, but they didn't have anything recent. Outside was another fire eating boy, again very young, rattling his tin. I said
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