Travel was always in my blood, even though I did not realise it.
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Tujuh. The Boat and the Brothel
Off the beaten track in Malaysia and Thailand.
Epilogue
Two months later, weird Ted Bucco and I moved into a single-story white cinder block hut at the top of the hill.
หนึ่ง. Rubies and Rucksacks
We came alongside a tuk-tuk containing a large Western man. He lay limp in the back. A woman was screaming.