My first foray into the world of brothels happened in London. The deed was shared by a lovely Thai girl named Dao, and was probably the first planted seed that eventually brought me to live in Thailand. But she wasn’t the only working girl in London from The Land of Smiles to share her bed…
Never invite a gogo dancer on holiday. This lesson took me a decade to learn, because only after a decade of becoming slowly stupid was I sufficiently dumbed-down enough to attempt it. As every one of my harem past and present knows, Seven has no heart. So they almost never step out of line and…
What’s up internet, my name is Seven and this is my blog. On Friday’s I post a frowback to days long past—days that pale in comparison to life in Thailand. Days so fraught with despair that their events can be seen in retrospect as stepping stones creating a chain of encounters that led me to…
What’s up, reader? If you’ve found my blog, you must’ve voraciously consumed all the other expat drivel for Sunday and haven’t had your fill. If that’s the case, you’re in luck. This is part 3 of my series comparing a farang girl from my sordid past and a Thai girl from my debauched present. Today’s…
Well hello, internet peruser. My name’s Bangkok Seven, and this is my blog. On Friday’s I like to frowback. To go back. To wind back the clock and reminisce about that time we Thailand expats all remember. The time before Thailand, or TBT for short. When life was 100% backwards from what it is now,…
Greetings and salutations, my name’s Seven and I occasionally blog about the Bangkok red-light scene. Today’s post is a careful examination of one of Patpong’s most popular gogo bars: King’s Castle 1. Not to be confused with either King’s Castle or King’s Corner, both of which have ladyboys. And not to be confused with King’s…
There’s something to be said about the transition from bitter cold London winter to a warm, welcoming Kensington bordello bedroom. It’s even more appealing when the lady in said bedroom, clad in black and red lingerie, is a Danish call girl with porcelain skin, jet black hair, steely blue eyes and a bright white smile,…
Thailand is a wild ecosystem. It’s chock full of strange, aberrant life. Namely, the minging menagerie of foreigners that clog the city at all hours in all seasons. Some of them are just visiting—the clinical term is “tourists”—while others are more permanently imbedded in the biosphere. And as someone who sees these feral farang behaving…