But just for a second. It would never work out. Or maybe it would - but not right now, while he was busy romancing a blue lady with butterfly wings for hair. I would have to ponder the matter. There is no better place to ponder whether you should make a girl named Lek somebody's mia noi or give her a two-year scholarship for Christmas then the Kongo Bar.
Every number has to go The sun was sinking low.
Its golden rays wrapped Soi Bangla in a flaxen blanket. The street was still comparatively quiet. I sat down at one of the tables close to the pool-desk and watched the girls play. It was to early for straight whisky, so I ordered coke and luhk manau with my Jack Daniels. One of the girls shot some good balls, I noticed.