Thailand Nightlife Roundup

Welcome to my website.  Unlike the universe, this website has a purpose: to offer rants, tirades, opinions and discussion about books on Thailand, give an overview of nightlife in Thailand and, yes, to provide a few news items which might not appear elsewhere.  And to have some fun.

Bar, club and restaurant owners who would like to send material on their special events, birthday bashes, anniversary parties, etc., are welcome to do so but please remember men in Thailand are a bit jaded so if you’re just going to offer the usual free gourmet food and free full band entertainment and free beautiful and eager-to-please women, well, the lads have been there, done that. So do try to offer potential patrons something special. ;-)

There is a contest every two weeks when this column appears and the first to answer the question correctly or identify a photograph correctly will receive vouchers worth at least 3,000 baht in food and drink, i.e., 500 baht each, from Larry's Dive, The Old Dutch, Electric Blue, The Big Mango, PJ's Steak & Rib Grill, and Bourbon Street Cafe. The prizes will build up in case anyone doesn't win it immediately so the bonanza for the eventual winner could get quite interesting.  It will double to 6,000 and, if still no winner, to 9,000, etc.  Second prize is a "I Support Single Moms" T-shirt.  And please remember a part of all money received from the sale of my books goes to needy Thais (in the form of payment to go go dancers, waitresses and hostesses).



Warning: Today's column will have pictures of lovely, young Thai women, in some cases with a man somewhat older than themselves.  If you were brought up in a Judeo-Christian, politically correct, anal-retentive society and if you think age differences in couples is a big deal, then you are reading the wrong column.  If you live in a western society and it makes you feel better (in that you are not getting any you-know-what, and have not got any you-know-what for a long long time,) to denounce men who are getting it with much younger women as "socially inept" or "afraid of accomplished, older women" or "unable to get a white woman" or "perverted lechers" and if you love to boast that "I never pay for it!" then by all means keep hanging on to those clichés.  Although I have to tell you, clutching clichés is not nearly as much fun as clutching a beautiful young woman.  But, hey, who wants handsome, young, disgustingly virile men around the scene in Thailand as competition?  So here's hoping the feminazis keep the poor dears brainwashed and, above all, over there. 


And I think it is time I let my readers in on a little secret.  You see, it may appear that I have something against white, Western women.  As the cliché goes: nothing could be farther from the truth.  I am not a nutcase racist who would ever kick a beautiful woman of any nationality out of bed.  And while it is true that since I was knee-high to a grasshopper, I have preferred Asian women, let me make it clear that no white woman ever did anything bad to me; I was not married to one and never lost a house or anything else to a leg-shaver or her lawyer.  In fact, when I was a much younger man I went to bed with a lot of white women.  But that is where my problem started.  You see, many people think that only people of color have oil pigment in the skin, not white folks.  But that is not true.  White women have, in fact, quite a bit more than white men.  And what I learned to my regret over the years is that it rubs off very easily, especially in the heat of passion.  And so much rubbed off on me that, well, I don't usually tell people this, but I am in fact a black man.  But so much white female oil pigment has rubbed off on me I appear white and cannot any longer go back to Harlem because the boyz-in-the-hood no longer accept me.

Oh, shit, when I start telling that story, it always means I've had too much to drink.  Time for bed.  Noy, where did you put my Viagra?!  I'm sorry, I meant, Lek.  No, I do know your name is Lek, I just made a mistake, OK?  So put the goddamn knife down.



Soi Cowboy in its glory but the soi could use a few more customers. 


Boy, was Nana Plaza quiet on a Saturday night just before Khao Phansa weekend!  In most bars there were far more dancers around than there were customers even though many of the girls had already gone home for a long weekend.  Erotica still had some cuties though, but not enough dancers to open the upstairs.  Playskool, which has some very good music, had few customers but one of the dancers is certainly a ten on any list of perfectly proportioned and very sexy women.  Mandarin bar seemed to have mainly a B team on the night I was there.  The usual crowd was at the Tavern, always a cozy spot for a beer before hitting the Plaza.  And whatever the night, Nana is always lots of fun.


As you may know from personal experience, over the years, some of the bars go up, some go down, and some never change in quality.  For years, Rawhide was down and Long Gun was up.  Now it is pretty much the other way around.  The Long Gun management seems to have removed the great acts, such as the cowgirls in hats and tiny, sexy shorts, and replaced them with a stage full of naked girls, so packed that there is no way they could dance.  Not sexy.  There have also been reports that if you break a glass in there, they want one hundred baht.  Sounds like a bad attitude problem on top of incompetence.  Rawhide, under the same owner, has vastly improved, however.  Alas, Long gun had a good run but now it seems to run on its reputation.  If their glasses are worth 100 baht I am a dancer's bra strap.


I promised that while I was in Pattaya I would check out Angelwitch to see if the reports of the show having been compromised with ladyboys inserted was correct.  First, let me say that while in Bangkok, I watched three of the four sections of that show including carefully studying the dancers in between acts, and I could discern no ladyboys at all.  Good for Angelwitch Bangkok.


Back to Pattaya Angelwitch: I did sit through only the first section of the show and was much impressed with the opening sexy dancers, really good, and all of the numbers in that part of the show.  Professional, fun and it was obvious the owner/management took great advantage of the spacious room which they don't have in their Bangkok bar.  I had to leave as I had promises to break and people to avoid and it was just when I had called for the bill that the regular go go dancers came on.  And if two of them were not ladyboys then I need new glasses.  So let me put this as gently as I can and I hope you will also mention the same message to the management of Pattaya Angelwitch:  You have done a wonderful job in bringing sexy shows to Bangkok and Pattaya and congratulations on seeing your hard work pay off.  But your establishments are set up for heterosexual men and heterosexual men do not want to see ladyboys in your shows or among the dancers between your shows.  So your best move would be to KEEP THE LADYBOYS OUT OF THE SHOW AND OFF THE STAGE.  GOT IT?!


I realize some people like certain aspects of the Angelwitch show more than others but as for me I do enjoy the nuns with dildo act and the great lyrics they sing which far surpass anything ever written by Stephen Sondheim or Rodgers and Hammerstein or Lerner and Lowe.  Absolutely brilliant lyrics.  What can I say except it is a show for the whole family.  Bring the kids.


This gentleman, believed to be a screenwriter from L.A., seems to have hit it off at Tony's, Soi Cowboy.  There she was minding her own business holding her sign and then before you could say Sunset Boulevard five times fast this guy grabbed her up.


A lovely lady from Renoir on Soi 33 perches upon her very own set of fancy wheels.  But I wonder who bought it for her.


It seems to be the same screenwriter as above now at Dali Bar, Sukhumvit, soi 33 with the lovely maiden known as Ice.  He does seem to get around.

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Khun Leigh's Corner

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Khun Leigh is a savvy local expat who keeps in shape by hitting most of the bars of Nana Plaza as often as possible.  From his vast experience, he will enlighten and entertain us with his recollections of the bar scene be they humorous, tragic or somewhere in between.

Just returned from an 18-day trip to America and what a shock to my system! Thailand and America are on opposite sides of the planet and I don’t think they could be any more different. How strange to experience culture shock when returning to one’s own home country. I am so spoiled living in the paradise that is Bangkok that I am certain I could never live in America again. Even surviving 18 days was quite a challenge.

I have a friend there who is my age, makes huge money as V.P. of a large international company and would certainly be a dream man for any woman in Thailand. He is recently divorced and has been attempting to date around again. He managed to meet a woman over the internet that lives near his hometown and they have seen each other 5 or 6 times. She is 44 years old, has 4 young children, and is so ugly that when he showed me her photo I lost my desire for sex for a week!  My friend thinks he better hurry up and marry her before she gets away. Man did I miss Thailand.

Had dinner at my favorite Thai restaurant in my hometown and was having a conversation with the Thai female bartender. She asked me about my stay in Thailand and I commented that Thais were so friendly and amiable, but that the Thais in America just didn’t have the same charm and friendliness as the Thais in Thailand. She looked at me, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, and said “so much pressure here.”  Man did I miss Thailand.

The culture shock began as soon as the Thai flight attendants departed the plane in Tokyo and were replaced by American flight attendants. The Thai flight attendants were all petite, demure and lovely. The American replacements were all fat, impolite and foul tempered. The 80-year-old man sitting next to me made the mistake of asking one for a pillow and she barked “there was one on your seat when you sat down.” Then she reached into the overhead bin, grabbed a pillow and THREW it into his lap. Man I was missing Thailand already. Can we just turn the plane around?

Enough of this talk about America. I am starting to get depressed just recalling the horror! I have returned to Bangkok in the midst of low season for the nightlife and amazingly find myself more handsome than ever in spite of the fact that I gained 9 pounds during my 18-day trip. How can this be you may be wondering?  Low season is heaven for the customers and it can be quite challenging coping with the absolute movie star status we have at the moment.

You will be absolutely mobbed by hundreds of beautiful young women in the bars trying to talk to you, sit with you, drink with you, flirt with you and many will even use unfair tactics way too kinky for my sensitive reader’s ears to garner your attention. For many guys this can be just too overwhelming to handle. So here to the rescue is Khun Leigh’s Guide to Surviving Low Season:

1)Never choose a lady early in the evening. No matter how perfect she is in every way, you will meet at least 5 women better than her later in the evening.

2)Go with a friend (or friends) and make sure you sit down in such a way as to leave no room for a person to sit next to you. Otherwise every gal you don’t want to sit with will be next to you in a flash.

3)Practice saying the word “NO” in the mirror at least 100 times before you go out. Then when you are making the rounds you will be able to turn down the countless offers you will receive from sexy lasses for various social interactions. For those of you who desire some on-the-job training, here is one possible scenario:

“No, I don’t want you to sit down. No, I don’t want to buy you a drink. No, I don’t want to pay your bar fine. No, I don’t want you to sit on my lap. Well, you can do That to me if it is really necessary. No, I don’t want to take you home with me. You want to do WHAT to me? Is that physically possible given the laws of Physics? You AND your friend want to do that to me at the same time? Which one is your friend? Ooooooooooo that one! Well, the hell with Khun Leigh, he’s an idiot anyway. Check bin please!”

4)Go to busy places if you want to relax. It is low season, so all the dead bars and most of the mediocre bars will be very quiet and the gals will be all over you. I must warn you that your friends at home will offer little sympathy regarding this predicament.

5)Sit on a bar stool next to the stage instead of a table.

6)Tell every lady that you have no money. This one doesn’t work as well as you might think though. They normally just think you are trying to be tricky.

7)Go out in large groups where most of the other guys are much more handsome than you. Unfortunately this strategy is nearly impossible for Dean and myself.

8)Drink like a drunken sailor on shore leave and chase every skirt that looks good and just accept the abundance of attention you are receiving. My personal favorite. 

Don’t listen to those politically correct guide books that say cool season is the best time to visit. If you want to party and chase women, low season RULES!! 

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Ah, the lovely Lily Koh knows how to promote the website of an 18-year-old Thai girl, doesn't she?


I decided I just had to take a picture of these three lovely ladies.  They said they were drinking tea although they needed lime to suck on while drinking it.  Must be a strange kind of tea.  Click on the picture and just look at those beautiful smiles!  Butter wouldn't melt in their mouths!  Especially the one at left.  She looks like a baby, right?  Unlined, virginal face.  The epitome of sweetness and gentleness.  Wouldn't hurt a fly, right?  Right.  Except when she and her friends are in their leather gear at Chateau Jade, that is.  You had to click on her picture to get into this column, remember?  Yep, that's her, wouldn't hurt a fly.  Yeah.  Right.  I'd say more but let us not forget this is a wholesome column; fun for the whole family...


Oh my, God, now the screenwriter guy is making it with a Nana Plaza girl.  These screenwriters from L.A. sure do get around! 



The Bridge on the River Kwai






Should you go, the journey to the bridge only takes a bit over two and a half hours to three hours by car, depending on Bangkok traffic which depends on what time of day you started out.  Start out early in the morning, beating the morning traffic, and you will be there in no time.  There are two museums but the one by the cemetery in Kanchanaburi does not allow photography inside.  It is however very much worth a visit and even has some film footage as well as dioramas, photographs, and material that prisoners owned during their brutal captivity.  The War Museum near the bridge does allow photography and it too is certainly worth the 40 baht entrance charge.  Of course, in the film Bridge on the River Kwai, the bridge was blown up but in reality it was bombed from the air.  When Allied planes arrived to bomb the bridge, the Japanese lined up hundreds of prisoners on the bridge so that when the bombs came a great number of prisoners died.  I don't know if you can read the writing in the dust on the car's windshield but it says, "I wish my wife was this dirty."  The stagecoach was also used by the Japanese to transport men or material to one of the camps.  Not sure about the Mercedes and I don't know the year but it sure is a neat one.  The rifles are percussion and there are German weapons from World War II as well as large wall paintings of every Miss Thailand up till about 2000 when they ran out of wall space.  Plan ahead?  Quit your kidding.  This is Thailand.  If you click on the last picture you will see some Thai heroines who repelled a Burmese invasion.  By the way, in the movie the prisoners whistle the Colonel Boogie March while they are marching.  I thought that was added for the movie, but in interviews with former prisoners they said they did whistle that, apparently, they sang it with the words and the Japanese thought it was nice.  Go figure.



I had several favorable comments on my previous column's discussion of Animal Planet and Tiger Watching in the pubs, so I set out my tiger traps again and managed to capture these beauties in the wild.  Just be careful when entering certain pubs in Thailand: Untamed wildlife may be roaming the area.


The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist is that the taxidermist leaves the skin. ........Mark Twain



I don't believe it!  Now the very same screenwriter guy is taking two beauties from the Happy a go go in Pattaya!  These guys must make lots of money.


Got this in the e-mail.  It doesn't mention women but still it might be worth checking out:  "The Londoner 10 Year Anniversary Party!  Come celebrate our 10th Birthday on Friday 3rd August from 6pm Onwards....... here are 6 reasons why you should! 2-4-1 Pub Brewed Beer, 2-4-1 Heineken, 2-4-1 Jim Beam, DJ Paul Jackson, Lucky Draw Prizes, Free Snacks."


Should you need to take a whiz in Thailand, here, thanks to fluent Thai linguist Mike York now living in Petchabun, are a few words of advice: 

pai pasuwa (medical and very polite)
pai chii (informal, but not especially impolite)
pai chingchong (informal and also not especially impolite)
pai yio (very informal and not very polite)



A friend of mine living in Bangkok says my letter complaining to the papers must have done it: he can now get on YouTube.  Well, I am on Loxinfo and I sure as hell cannot get into Youtube; it is still blocked.  My friend says maybe it is the local servers who have yet to remove the block.  I dunno.  (Now he says it must have been a fluke because he can't get into YouTube again.)  Anyway, those of you living in Bangkok, Can you try to get on and let me know if you can and if so or not which IP company you are using.



Can you say the words, Cute, Adorable, Lovely, Pretty, Charming, Desirable?  Those are the words that come to mind when meeting a Thai woman such as this.  And such words also apply to the lovely ice cream vendor below.  I'll have Cherry Fantasy in a cone, thanks.



What a wonderful world it would be if everybody would shut the fuck up about Harry Potter!  Who with a brain cares whether or not the faggy idiot dies or not?!  The sooner the better, I say.  Bah, humbug!



Some interesting things have been happening regarding my writing.  I decided to enter my full-length play Bones of the Chinamen in the BBC International Radio Playwriting Competition and out of 1200 entries it made it into the top 16.  I was told that although it didn't win the overall award I was the best in my part of the world.  (Wherever that is - Soi Cowboy?)  But certainly the go go dancers on Soi Cowboy will be impressed.  Not!  Anyway, I mention this for two reasons: first because if you are interested you can read the play on this site by clicking into the play section at the bottom of the second welcome page.  And you can also read it in novella form in the book that should about now be getting into Bookazine stores: Dragon Slayer.  I also want to mention that Robert Stedman did a fantastic job designing the cover.  The helicopter is actually a toy and it had to be a UH-1C because that is the model mentioned in the opening novella in the book and believe me there are guys out there who can tell a UH-1C from a UH-1B, etc.  He added Chinese mountains and shows the Chinese girl's hair blowing across her face as if by the chopper.  The second reason I mention it is because Granny always used to say if you don't toot your own horn no one will do it for you.  So thanks, Granny. 


The second item is appropriate as I mentioned some time back that Memoirs of a Bangkok Warrior is now in its 25th year in print, and it has also just been optioned for film - again; I think for the 5th time; possibly the 6th.  I'm losing count.  Why don't they stop optioning the damn book and make the damn movie?


This will come as a surprise to many of you, but Bangkok does offer activities outside of Soi Cowboy and Nana Plaza.  For example, don't forget soi 26 which has the very nice and spacious Illa Indian Restaurant with its choice of inside or outside dining.  Just a dildo's throw from that restaurant is the Soprano House Hi-So Gentlemen's Club and just another dildo's throw from that is Tokyo Joe's, now on soi 26.  I like Tokyo Joe's a lot, cozy and unpretentious.  It reminds me of my happy days in Manhattan when I used to go to Tramps and other jazz clubs which had some really great talent.  And, by the way, Tenderloin on Sukhumvit, soi 33, has been sold and the experienced, talented, F&B manager is now looking for work, so should you know anybody...


"Enstupidation."  Yes, that is just the latest word coined for certain people in America in cousin Fred's recent column.  If you're not reading you are missing out on a really good, politically incorrect, no-holds-barred columnist.



Mail Bag

A lawyer friend of mine sent me a photograph of himself with two lovely Thai women in his office, one on either side of him.  Just to show how lucky he was to be working with such a charming staff.  So, in a spirit of fun, I decided to up the ante and sent him a picture of myself with the twins I shot pool with in the Londoner some time ago.  I asked if he wanted to call, up the ante or fold.  He had cc'd some people and when my letter went out it also must have gone out to them.  I received this reply from a woman I never heard of, obviously a feminazi who mistakenly thought I was a lawyer as well.  I think her letter and my reply are self-explanatory:


I just have to say one thing..... why would they want to be with  you???? Look in the mirror and you will see nothing but a dirty old man trying to relive his youth thru money and prostitution. Some lawyer!  Barbara Lee


Oh, Barbie, what happened, did you get out of the wrong side of the bed or more likely you got out of an empty bed.  No, sweetie, I'm not a lawyer, I'm a writer, and the twins are great pool players and friends of mine.  You see, Barbie, people who are happy in their lives and relationships don't worry about the relationships of others, and unlike unhappy Judeo-Christian folks like you, people in many countries don't worry about age difference, etc.  Just possibly you are the one who needs to look in the mirror, Barbie.  You see, your anger gives you away.  And what right do you have to call women you don't know prostitutes?  Feminazis are never happy people, Barbie.  Try to repent.  Try to change your personality for the better.  Then maybe you can find a man.  And happiness.   
Go in peace, my child.



Dear Mr Barrett,

In one of your bi-monthlies (which I've been enjoying a lot - you're a blast!), you noted something a Thai will ask a Westerner once in a while and I run across it in Vietnam (where I've been for 9 years straight) too, and it's a hard one to answer. The locals will ask what the heck we're doing choosing to live in an undeveloped country rather than our own rich country. It doesn't make sense to them - neither the Thai nor the Viet.

Here's a variant of it that's hard to answer too. Several months ago, I'm in Miami for a wedding and associated activities, in this case around a swimming pool, and this big porker (friend of sister) of a woman (thick neck, ugly, 400 pounds overweight in a little hyperbole, skin gone...but other than that a nice person) is asking me why I'd want to live in Vietnam or it might have been Hanoi. I'm sitting there looking at her, and that's the answer, but how can you answer her? You can't tell them the slim-bodied pussy is great - young, soft skin like a baby's, perfect mild gold skin coloration...If I'd have brought my wife, she'd have seen the answer: tall, narrow-shouldered, perfect Viet hips (they've pretty much captured the market of having the most awesomely trim butts), pretty young face, looks great in a bikini....  Best, Lewis



"Men who have pierced ears are better prepared for marriage.
They've experienced pain and bought jewelry." -Unknown 

(contributed by Duane Owen, thanks, Duane)


   Dear Mr. Barrett,

I'm writing to tell you thank you for dedicating some of your writing talent on the "Mistress of the East" book.  I bought it on amazon after I was assigned to work in Guangzhou, China, and did not know much about the author...I discovered your website when the book hasn't still been delivered and found out about the Taiping revolution and all that...

Anyway,  I had a very nice time reading your story. Sometimes I had to stop reading  ;-) ...Strangely enough, I was moved by the outcome, although I did not expect that this kind of book could be capable of something like this...I really felt the need to know more about Sweet Little Sister.

I have a translator here in my work, a young Chinese that calls herself by the English name "Amber" that I use to call sweet little sister just to play around.

Funny enough she come from the province where the Mosuo live.  Have you heard about the Mosuo? They are a Tibetan Buddhist group near Lugu Lake in southwest China at an elevation of about 11.000 feet. Before the road was built in the 1970s, the journey to Lugu Lake would take months.  There is no marriage among the Mosuo; the women are in charge and they hang a colored bead on the doorpost to tell which man is to stay with them that night. This place is also known as the kingdom of have a reader and a friend in Guangzhou,  Mr. Barrett



Hi friend in Guangzhou, and thanks for reading Mistress of the East.  I did attempt to combine erotica with a moving love story set in China in 1862 and I'm glad others like it as well.  My original title was, A Love Story: The China Memoirs of Thomas Rowley, Esq.  But the NY publisher, Blue Moon Books, said men's names in erotic novel titles don't sell books so they changed it.  So it goes.  Also, if you look up Thomas Rowley, the creation of the young English poet and dramatist Thomas Chatterton (who committed suicide just before he turned 18), you will see there is more to the book than is on the surface.  (I love playing literary games in erotica novels.)  I never did find the Mosuo women while I was searching the hills of China for Peach Blossom Spring.  I love women who are aware of their sexual power and I don't care if I am on top or bottom, in charge or in trouble, whatever works, but how do I know which colored bead signifies my turn in bed with them?  Love the erotic drawing of the chick on horseback.  Thanks for writing.




My partner and I went down to patong - phuket.  My god is it expensive. In beer Bars with no Air-con -  150 bt for bottle beer, Lady drinks for 180 bt and Bar fines 500 baht!  Trevor Hawley


Trevor, you run the Coyote Bar in Pattaya, one of the best with some of the cutest, most lifely, lasses.  So why go to Phuket at all?  Your own fault, lad.




Dean- I really like your website and have a lot of fun there- that photo of the Tiger Beer girl in the Cheong Sam you posted was really cool. I will send it to my Thai Tiger kung fu girl with a bad poem...I just ordered your "Bankok Warrior" book- can't wait to read about the 60's
crazy old Air Force guys (like me 70's)- saw a lot of them in the PI. I still work with GI's and you would not believe how PC and screwed up they are now- or maybe you would. The AF officer corps now is miserably, horrificly PC.. Jeeze they are bad.. Ah well what the hell...

Regards from Lompoc California,





Oh, oh, now somebody's done it!  They've gone and pissed off Mistress Tahn (AKA Sweet Little Sister?).  I warned you.  If you hear a knock at your door late tonight don't blame me for the consequences.




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Contact Direct Line for Travel Insurance in the UK




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Do you have a product or service you would like to advertise on this website? You can, you know. In fact, you don’t have to have a product or service at all; you can just send me money. Or perhaps you would like me to plug a product or service that you are involved in? Sure, just send me cash. Be sure, however, to mark the outside envelope:

“Birthday money for Dean Barrett –

Absolutely No Bribe Enclosed

Got feedback to this column?  Got information on Thailand you would like to share?  Happy as a dung beetle to be living in Paradise?  Been ripped off?  Just write me.



So enter and win 3,000 baht in food and drink vouchers, second prize is a "I Support Single Moms" T-shirt, courtesy of Peter, PJ and Jason, third prize the usual Nada diddly-squat.   Should you win the T-shirt, I will give you Jason's e-mail and you should write him and let him know large, small, medium or extra larger; black or gray...the black T's run a bit smaller and are a thicker cotton...And make arrangements to pick it up or where they should send it.

This column's prize is worth 3,000 baht in food and drink vouchers.  Last week was of course Thornton Wilder's play, Our Town, and the lines were spoken by Simon Stimson.  There was an avalanche of correct answers thanks to Google and various companies that put out information on books and plays for college students to cheat on exams.  So, OK, no more easy stuff.  This time, just be the first to tell me this: In Richard Mason's book, The World of Suzie Wong, what did Suzie do to another bargirl that got her sent to prison? And what disease did she contract so that they let her out early?  (And thanks to Bob Sensale for suggesting the questions and removing himself from this column's contest.)

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