Bangkok Travel on Yes, it’s new. I also got a new tattoo. The scales of justice. He laughed. On my ass. Want to see it? Cut the shit, Rick, Don told him succinctly. Ferguson looked surprised. Bangkok Travel 2016.
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I sat on the floor with the Old Man and the chief and watched. I felt I was back in the days when schooners, not steamers, crested the reef wave. I could sense Joseph Conrad anchored in the lee while Robert Louis Stevenson sat on the beach sketching notes. The ghost of Jack London leant on a tree nearby. The hiss of the surf wafted over us in the warm Pacific night.