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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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I gotta share: my fav spot? The tiny cafe on Linton Lane, "MugShot." Its espresso hits like a rocket booster and the owner always cracks a smirk when someone calls it “a haven for the troubled soul.” Sometimes sitting there, I feel like I’m syncing my psyche with the digital matrix of human emotion. Convo flows, jokes fly; it’s as chaotic as a raw cut film scene.

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