The Suburbs of Babylon Chapter 10

TBIF, friends. In honor of the coming weekend–which for me will probably be sub-par, because I always place my expectations too high–below is another chapter from my widely-panned and thoroughly disappointing first novel, The Suburbs of Babylon. The first 9 and 1/2 chapters can be found elsewhere on this site… “Chapter Ten In the absence…

Post-Pandemic Patpong Points Part 3

Hello net surfer. Bangkok Seven here, with another testimonial from deep inside the dark nether regions of the red-light district. Since escaping quarantine earlier this month, I’ve been haunting the dim, dismal streets of Patpong nightly, and reported on the state of things in two previous Sunday blogs. And just when I think I’ve said…

The Suburbs of Babylon Continued…

Happy Frowback Friday, reader. Below is the next excerpt in the continuing weekly publication of my self-published and universally panned semi-autobigraphical novel, “The Suburbs of Babylon.” The following is a tangential mini-chapter in between the regular storyline. It represents a moment in my young life when I “snapped” mentally, and briefly lost grip on reality….

Patpong Teeters on the Edge of Greatness

Hey friends, how’s it hangin’? It’s been a week since my last report on the recent recovery efforts in the three red-light districts in BKK. This week I’ve got more updates about Patpong, or as I like to call it, The Pong, or when I’m feeling French, L’Pong, or when I’m singing in the shower,…

State of the Red-Light: August 2020

If you’re one of the five people who regularly read this blog, you’ll know that I—Bangkok Seven—am not a reporter. I don’t do “journalism” in this blog. Rather, I regularly shit onto the internet whatever happens to cross my mind that week. But these are strange times, and strange times call for even stranger mutterings….

The Suburbs of Babylon Chapter 9 Part 1

Happy Friday, internet. Time to kick back, put your feet up, and enjoy a well-deserved couple days of R & R. Or if you’re a whoremonger like me, 48 hours of shameful depravity. But for now, here’s another installment of my prolific, self-published, wildly unpopular novel, The Suburbs of Babylon… “Chapter Nine There is a…