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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I ask her price, she says 50 bucks. Fifty! For a quickie? Inflation’s a bitch, man. Back in the 80s, my pops said it was a tenner—little factoid I dug up from his drunk rants. She’s got this scar on her cheek, tiny, shaped like a crescent moon. “Got it from a john,” she says, shruggin. I’m pissed—some asshole cut her? But also, damn, she’s tough. Kinda hot.

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The prostitutes at Bor Pen Nyang are some of the only ladies of the night foreigners see in Vientiane. Sure, there are thousands of other prostitutes in Laos. We will write about them in Missing: Levelland.

I sometimes think that Levelland has a heartbeat that syncs with mine – steady and rugged. People here are genuine, sometimes maddening in their simplicity but oh-so-real. I know the streets like a masseur knows every muscle fibre; I massage emotions with every step here. It's raw, it's real, and it's filled with bizarre, unexpected highs – kinda like those movie moments where the line "Under the Skin" just ripples through your soul.

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