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Walk down Walking Street any night of the year & you will see one of the wonders of the world - the Jenny Star Bar.
Every time I visit Walking Street, like a moth to the flame, I can't resist stopping to look or have a drink.
There are many familiar faces to be seen, last night there were Moo, Cartoon, Sonya, plus a dozen or so others.
Walking inside I spotted an absolutely beautiful LB, tall, very slim, hair pulled back in a ponytail, I wondered where she had been hiding?
Looking my way there was a momentary smile as she recognised me, then instantly it was gone as she turned back to her ever attentive boyfriend, yes...
it was none other than Nicky, looking the best I have ever seen her.
I could see there would be no talking to her but suddenly my attention was taken by another familiar face.
I have seen this one on the net, can't put a name to her but she had the complete look, slim & dressed in the tightest little outfit, I decided to introduce myself.
This is the entire conversation:
Me: "Hi"
Her" "You go with me, come my room now."
Me: "aaahh" thinking just a hello, where you come from, any fucking thing so I can get a clue about her, too late, she said something in Thai, turned away & I was dismissed.
Straight from the JSB school of diplomacy, if this is how she treats customers, I can only wish her good luck.
So now I am left standing with 3 or 4 others glaring at me & my visit was terminated for another night.
Every night I see the same angry looks, no, they are not aimed my way, there is a malaise in the place that speaks volumes about how bad business is.
Still I am drawn to return, the thrill of spotting the sex on show parading out the front, the giggling tourists who come up to stare, there is something so raw happening here, I can't resist it.
You know they will rip you off given half a chance, the customer is never right in this place.
Walking out I see some guy querying his bill. The crossed arms, the shake of the head, he had no chance. Poor bastard, I hope it wasn't a lot.
Every time I visit Walking Street, like a moth to the flame, I can't resist stopping to look or have a drink.
There are many familiar faces to be seen, last night there were Moo, Cartoon, Sonya, plus a dozen or so others.
Walking inside I spotted an absolutely beautiful LB, tall, very slim, hair pulled back in a ponytail, I wondered where she had been hiding?
Looking my way there was a momentary smile as she recognised me, then instantly it was gone as she turned back to her ever attentive boyfriend, yes...
it was none other than Nicky, looking the best I have ever seen her.
I could see there would be no talking to her but suddenly my attention was taken by another familiar face.
I have seen this one on the net, can't put a name to her but she had the complete look, slim & dressed in the tightest little outfit, I decided to introduce myself.
This is the entire conversation:
Me: "Hi"
Her" "You go with me, come my room now."
Me: "aaahh" thinking just a hello, where you come from, any fucking thing so I can get a clue about her, too late, she said something in Thai, turned away & I was dismissed.
Straight from the JSB school of diplomacy, if this is how she treats customers, I can only wish her good luck.
So now I am left standing with 3 or 4 others glaring at me & my visit was terminated for another night.
Every night I see the same angry looks, no, they are not aimed my way, there is a malaise in the place that speaks volumes about how bad business is.
Still I am drawn to return, the thrill of spotting the sex on show parading out the front, the giggling tourists who come up to stare, there is something so raw happening here, I can't resist it.
You know they will rip you off given half a chance, the customer is never right in this place.
Walking out I see some guy querying his bill. The crossed arms, the shake of the head, he had no chance. Poor bastard, I hope it wasn't a lot.
Good job!
I can't even get in the door & the reason is utterly ridiculous. 
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