Not only are the women the victims of the sex trade.
'The men are too,' says Aron, as a western guy dressed in rags walks by.
'He lost his house and life savings,' he says.
And let me guess, she got back with her Philipino boyfriend.
'Close, they were never separated.'
Then a Korean drops by Princess Mai restaurant,' named after my wife' says Aron.
Aron nods and lets him eat for free.
'He was once a Samsung executive, a high flyer, now he's homeless.'
Let me guess, he had his passport stolen after his ATM was skimmed?
'Something like that,' says Aron, as a Japanese in rags drops by.
Aron nods and he joins the table where the Korean is sitting.
His story?
I think you know the recurring pattern, says Aron.
It's a familiar story, he says, 'and it can happen to anyone who isn't smart enough.'
I'm counting the days now before I'm out of here.
I've not had any propositions yet.
'You won't dressing like you do,' he says. And I'm reluctant to flash money.
What's wrong with my cum stained shorts I bought from Butterworth in Malaysia, I ask?
Actually, it's paint stains, but I won't split any hairs.
A sigh of relief, my 'get up' to deter the hot-gold-diggers-and-scammers is working.
'The men are too,' says Aron, as a western guy dressed in rags walks by.
'He lost his house and life savings,' he says.
And let me guess, she got back with her Philipino boyfriend.
'Close, they were never separated.'
Then a Korean drops by Princess Mai restaurant,' named after my wife' says Aron.
Aron nods and lets him eat for free.
'He was once a Samsung executive, a high flyer, now he's homeless.'
Let me guess, he had his passport stolen after his ATM was skimmed?
'Something like that,' says Aron, as a Japanese in rags drops by.
Aron nods and he joins the table where the Korean is sitting.
His story?
I think you know the recurring pattern, says Aron.
It's a familiar story, he says, 'and it can happen to anyone who isn't smart enough.'
I'm counting the days now before I'm out of here.
I've not had any propositions yet.
'You won't dressing like you do,' he says. And I'm reluctant to flash money.
What's wrong with my cum stained shorts I bought from Butterworth in Malaysia, I ask?
Actually, it's paint stains, but I won't split any hairs.
A sigh of relief, my 'get up' to deter the hot-gold-diggers-and-scammers is working.
