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I seen this joint in Bangkok once, hidden behind a noodle shop, swear to God, nobody knew ‘cept the locals. Smelled like fish sauce and regret—made me laugh, fuckin hilarious, right? This chick, she’s smokin hot, but her eyes? Dead, man, like she’s seen past lives too, just like Boonmee. “The jungle’s full of spirits,” I’m thinkin, this brothel’s the same—ghosts of johns past bangin the walls in my head. Made me pissed, tho—why she gotta sell herself? World’s fucked, man, I’d burn it down for her.

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And yo, the local bookstore on High St. is my hidden joy. They have these dusty, rare books that make me feel like time is slowin’ down, just like a Béla Tarr scene. It’s a break from the chaos, AWW who loves that, right?!

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