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<title>A Tale of Two Cities</title>
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<description>The two cities? My homestead of Dalat, Vietnam &amp; Chiang Mai, Thailand. Remarkably similar topography, each the flower capital of their respective countries, each the fruit orchard, each the vegetable centre.</description>
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<title>Playing with fire</title>
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<description>My friend Dario and I went up to the airport yesterday to look for Russian planes. Rumors have been circulating on Phuket for a year about Russian planes passing through Phuket on their way from India to Bangkok. </description>
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<title>Dancing Fools</title>
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<description>Another two beers.Another barely concealed look of contempt from a waiter expecting a Twenty Baht tip as he slouched away empty handed.It was midnight at The Bamboo Bar-Pattaya.</description>
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<title>In The Blink Of An Eye</title>
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<description>It&#039;s amazing how much can change in the blink of an eye. One moment life is going on the way it has, day after day, year after year, and then suddenly a random event turns life upside down...sometimes with tragic results. Last week I found myself not..</description>
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<title>Jit Stories</title>
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<description>She brings me my first one when I wake up. Then she goes to the street and gets us some food. She comes back and sits at the small table near the window and eats. I ask her to join me and eat beside me in bed. She shrugs her shoulders and keeps eatin..</description>
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<title>Delightful Philippines (3) - 25 Surprises on Our Way from El Nido (Palawan) to Hotel and Camera Store in Manila</title>
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<description>Surprise 9: In the tourist district, the taxi slows down and the driver says, &quot;please show me the way to the hotel&quot;. At snail&#039;s pace and without much orientation we creep through trashy roads. At one point the driver enters a wrong road and then has ..</description>
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<title>Blundering Around Isaan - by Peter Jaggs - Chapter 1</title>
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<description>In recent years Thailand has enjoyed a remarkable rise in the number of tourists coming to visit this fascinating and beautiful country. Thailand has been discovered, and hordes of travellers are now flocking to experience the diverse culture, friend..</description>
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<title>Gin and Tonic</title>
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<description>The moment I spotted her on the crowded dance floor of that Hong Kong disco, I knew I had found what I was looking for and I knew it was time to order a Gin and Tonic.
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<title>Author! Author!</title>
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<description>Every city in the world has bars like Hades. Ask any cab driver, rickshaw puller or canoe paddler and they&rsquo;ll take you. These bars are usually down by the water, or near the airport, bus station or train station. These bars are where the writers ha..</description>
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<title>In the Rathole</title>
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<description>I&#039;ve got seven friends, good friends, and they&#039;re all in the Rathole. No, make that eight, yeah, that&#039;s for sure, eight. If I fudged a little I could almost tell you that all nine of my friends on my friend list are there. Well, the last one he&#039;s not..</description>
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