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Authors: Charles Foran

Planet Lolita (21 page)

What, you’re still worried about ME? How very sweet. How very SeeSaw. But who’s the teen having to negotiate Cool Kwok’s druggie party-animal “friends”? Boy do I remember those Asiatrashsters. The guys all reek of trust-fund cologne and the girls all have bad Daddy issues. Mint Wattana wants to dress you up? Only if you’re into pole-dancing, à la early Britney Spears … And hey, can’t be right what Lawyer Leah said – you forgot your meds in Honkers? She lost her mind over it, wanted to call the hotel, get Dr. Call-Me-Alex to email a new prescription to Bangkok. I said no worries, you probably decided you’d last a week, tops, in Thailand, and so stashed drugs accordingly? …??? … She’s already regretting her decision to confiscate your digital appendages. Forgot one thing –SeeSaw can’t contact Mary, Tai Long Wan, but Leah also can’t contact Xixi, Excelsior hotel! Serves her right, I suppose. And Tampax – did you bring some along? If not, don’t buy the domestic variety. Just don’t.

I’m JBF again, baby sis, but a totally different sort. Greg DID just fuck me by turning out to be a complete a–hole … Did you know he called me stumpy? (And yeah, sorry, he shared the wet T-shirt shot of Mary with his buddies, who then horn-dogged it onto the Net. Lifted the photo right off my screen when I was out of my room. And his apology? “I thought you’d be cool with it, China Girl!”) Such a prick. He has one, ergo is one, etc. I definitely gave it to him too easily, he’s so gorgeous, and he kept wanting and expecting more … Why am I so insecure about everything? And why have I been like this since I was that fourteen-year-old the parentals decided they had to keep such a judgmental eye on? Okay, there was a party in another dorm room last night, vodka shots, but I really do feel like talking straight and having a good cry … Certain stuff about myself I like – my eyes, my mouth, the fact that I have breasts at all – but most I don’t. Wish I was tall, like you, and had your legs, and hair, and the anorexia vibe that guys think is sexy, which is sick. I’m pretty sure people are mocking me non-stop, and have way more self-loathing than self-love. Are all girls this messed up? Greg says I’m a control freak, and a bossy bitch. Had I been, a–hole, you wouldn’t have gotten as far, and as fast, as you did … I was cutting myself at your age. Did you know that? I kept it secret. Cool Kwok and Lawyer Leah sure didn’t know, and still don’t. Just to feel it. To remind myself how worthless I was. And I AM a bitch, too, or can be – domineering, selfish, and better with a knife than any guy. And now I have this tattoo! What am I going to do with it? Sometimes I–

22:37 usage terminated by staff, guest288888884
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Hotel Excelsior Security Log
Date: 23/12/20—
Reporting: 24:00
Employee: Som Kasemsarn, #488

Light activity at front gate due to bad weather, waters climbing over curb. At 23:16 p.m., female in poncho observed talking with Klong Toey beggar girl wearing plastic bag for rain and no shoes. Older female gives Klong Toey girl her poncho and flip-flops, then approaches guard booth. Employee #488, fearing lobby solicitation, keeps her from entering hotel grounds. In English, she claims to be guest. Employee #488, following protocol, walks her to lobby where assistant manager, IW, first asks why she is barefoot, and then confirms her registration, with parent, in Room 1214. In Thai, #488 assures IW that he made no accusation of solicitation directly; #488 not even familiar with those words in English. Girl accepts glass of orange juice and towel to dry hair. IW then escorts her to room, saying maybe she will contact police about matter. Employee #488 apologizes to guest at elevator for misunderstanding. Sign off

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20—-12-24 1:48 PM
Yo! Check out the floppy hat on that … wait a sec. Isn’t it …
 
 
Skinny girl from other day! Where’s her creepy dad?
Maybe he hates swimming, haha
 
 
Should we talk to her?
She’s wearing earbuds
 
 
So? You wear them to dinner sometimes
Still stressed out, by her face
Ya, like who comes to pool alone and just sits?
Asian chicks are always freaked
 
 
Watch. I’ll give her the wave
The what?
 
 
Asian-chick wave … Remember last time? Look, she smiles!
Pretty. Rad haircut too
 
 
Pretty. Should we …?
Nah. She got Girl In Trouble written all over
 
 
Watch some Walking Dead instead?
Why not? This town sucks for Xmas holiday
 
 
Hohoho, not!
Unless you ARE a ho!
 
 
Sad, lol
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Hotel Excelsior Security Log
Date: 24/12/20—
Reporting: 15:44
Employee: Isra Wongsawat, #102

At 14:18 hotel receives call from Royal Thai Police, follow up to incident at airport involving guests Kwok Ka-Shing and daughter (Room 1214, check in: 23/12). Inquiry of general nature, but IW, #102, feels it professional duty to explain unusual situation that is unfolding. Twice earlier, Kiet Suttikul, head of security (#28), asked by maid service to knock on door of 1214, make sure Mr. Kwok and child are okay. Both times, Mr. Kwok told #28 from behind door to come back later.

At 14:54, after consultation with police, #28 and #102 proceed to room again. Mr. Kwok opens door only after threat. Says he is exhausted from late night. (Security footage, 01-60804-XXT, confirms his return to Excelsior at 4:19 this a.m.) Employee #28 ask whereabouts of his daughter. Mr. Kwok says she is at pool or in games room, and says hotel assured him of her safety. “I told her not to leave the hotel,” he says. In Thai, #28 informs #102 that security footage also shows daughter, identified as Kwok Xixi, departing hotel grounds last night at 21:40 and returning at 23:29. Decision made not to mention it to father until speaking again with Royal Thai Police.
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By: Fr. Lawrence O’Neal, SJ

What greater fortune than to be a Christmas baby, sharing a birthday with our Lord, and receiving twice the blessings? But for the street youth of Klong Toey, Christmas generally brings no gifts and, often enough, scant joy. Now, however, a tradition in this notorious Bangkok slum of 100,000, tucked beneath a freeway and within walking distance of the opulent hotels along the Chao Phraya and the flesh-pots of Sukhumvit, is providing joy, and some of Christ’s teachings, to an otherwise miserable sprawl of tin shacks and narrow mud paths, the kind of dispiriting urban blight found throughout the developing world.

On a recent trip to Klong Toey, your correspondent couldn’t help being shocked by the raggedy urchins with bandages on their cheeks and the emaciated men scarred with tattoos. Another prolonged season of rains—no apparent match for the devastating floods of a few years back, but still extreme—had swelled the canal, or “klong,” that I followed, a hankie pressed to my nose. Sewage poured from pipes, and plastic bags of feces, a feature of the earlier calamity, were beginning to appear again in the streams.

But if adults, including this one, suffered headaches from exposure to the conditions, it was nothing compared to the bouts of diarrhea once more devastating the children of Klong Toey. Access to clean water is a concern in the slum, though so far there are no
reports, like last time, of snakes and crocodiles in those canals! (Plenty of wild dogs, some missing limbs.) Still, one must temper one’s anger at the sight of babies splashing in the foul waters, their weary, glass-eyed mothers showing no concern.

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