Based on the massage parlors in the little alley where my hotel is located in fabled Pattaya, in far-away Thailand.....a so far away reality, both in distance as well as time, it is fast disappearing in a hazy cloud that becomes real again deep in the night in the fickle arms of Lord Morpheus, no more hazy clouds but the shrill shrieks of Thai females on the boulevard, the cozy gossiping of abandoned street hookers in my room munching on friend chicken wings while watching my 100 channel TV set, orange colored hotel provided towels wrapped around slender asian feminine bodies...a excistence that, after two years of corona forced abstence, I can hardly believe was real, has befallen Pauvre Moi for such a long time.
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