@ calaisien
I loved Eden. And it was great to have it there because every so often, some macho jabroni would spout off something like: "Yeah man these Thai bitches, I wanna have two of 'em...wearing nurse uniforms...yeah yeah! And I want 'em to pee on me har har har!"
It'd be a friend-of-a-friend and we'd be eating dinner at Woodstock or wherever. I'd get serious on the joker.
"I can arrange that. We can walk there in 15 minutes. Now, this place has a two-girl minimum, but you already said you want that. No surcharge for the nurse uniforms."
"Naw man, I'm kidding!"
"Don't worry, no judgement here, buddy. Here, let me call them and make the booking--French guy runs the place, he's a friend of mine."
Jabroni's eyes widen as I pull my phone out.
"Wait..."
"No, YOU wait. You said what you wanted. I'm arranging it for you. Because, in this town, it's not difficult to arrange."
Eden helped cut through some of that bullshit. And of course there WAS a two-girl minimum, and all that could be had. Although you'd have to give them advance notice so the girls could drink plenty of water.
Marc's back in the news tonight--the mysterious Frenchman was involved in a shooting last month, and Stickman has the (sad) details:
https://www.stickmanbangkok.com/ ... au-revoir-monsieur/
And here's a photo essay of the (now closed) infamous Eden Club:
https://www.stickmanbangkok.com/ ... 013/11/inside-eden/
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