Happy almost New Year, reader. I’m Bangkok Seven, and this is my blog. Today’s gem is the 2nd in an old series that attempted to
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Feliz Navidad, reader. I hope your Christmas day is going great. I’m trying to recover from yesterday’s Xmas Eve buffet at the Westin and gearing
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Patpong The warm air was punctured with laughter and song. The dancers were crowded on various stages
Well the year is winding down, reader, and if you spent it in TLOS, yours was likely only slightly less awesome than usual. From January
What’s up reader, how’s life treating you? My name’s Seven and this is my blog. ‘Twas a somewhat subdued week for this weary gogo rat.
What’s up, reader, how’s your day going? My name’s Seven and this is my blog. At the time of posting this post, it’s Sunday the
Well, it was an unseasonably rainy week in Asia’s City of Angels (the Thai word for “Bangkok” literally translates to “city of angels”). Whoever ordered
Good God, reader. The fucking tourists, am I right? Three years of lockdowns and travel bans gave me near complete amnesia bout the nauseating aggravation
How’s it hangin’ gents, my name’s Seven, and I didn’t get up to much this week, thanks to the cold virus making its way around
Remember, remember, ‘tis Thailand in November. Which means the start of high season, which means more tourists, which means more irritation for local barflies like