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So I just left Okinawa, Japan to do have a peaceful and quiet trip to Bangkok and China where I can reflect on my thoughts, and focus myself on my greatest talent, photography.

Nah I'm bullshitting! I went to Bangkok to party like a f'n GOD! Seriously though, I got to do both. Bangkok is an insane city. The neon lights, bars, babes and booze flow freely and cheaply. I decided to take the trip because I will be leaving Japan soon to move back to the States.

While on my trip I had tons of fun, meet some very interesting people and feel like I made a couple friends for life. It's an assault on the senses. The smog and stench in the air, the blaring horns of taxis, and revving engines of tiny motor bikes zipping from lane to lane. The sirens of police, and cat calls the women (whom may be men) to lure the unsuspecting man in to quickly loose his cash and morals will overwhelm the average tourist.

The city is evil, but the closest thing most men will find to heaven. It's disgusting, but allures people from around the world to gaze at it's beauty. While there I found that with the right amount of cash. Anything is possible.

My first night I meet with a friend named Dustin. As I passed by one of the street bars at around 4 in the morning Dustin and I made eye contact. I sat down lit up a cigarette, shook his hand and BAM instant friendship. The city is like that. You have no clue how your night will turn out, but you can be damn sure it's gonna be a wild ride!

After talking with Dustin for a bit we decided to stick together, as we are both responsible drinkers we made a drunken man vow to never leave one another stranded. We stumbled into the nearest taxi and asked him to take us to a disco (night club). We arrived at the end of a dimly lit street, and followed the taxi driver down an even darker back alley. We nervously made jokes about being murdered and having our organs sold on the black market but then quickly realized we had drank, and smoked our organs to shit anyway. Our laughter was quickly drowned out by the low, muffled bass thump of an oversized speaker. We were guided through a door way, into a kitchen, then through another door way that led into a tiny, but badass nightclub. We looked at each other with the same thoughts in our heads. We both shouted "I FUCKING LOVE BANGKOK!" It was like we were in a movie. Champagne, girls, great times, harrowing adventures, and unbelievable stories came from my trip and I honestly don't know how to explain it all. I'll start with this:

Thailand is well known for what are called Keitoys- guys who look like girls with guy packages (see disturbing image below YOUVE BEEN WARNED)

Coolest lady boy ever. I found her just sitting outside the bar with her tits out. How do you not stop there!? I knew she was a he, but didn't give a shit. Good conversation is hard to come by. I made an awesome video with him/her and had better images than this, but we both lost our iPhones on a drunken escapade.

So.... am I gay if this dude gave me a chubby? Funniest night fucking ever! I had a few drinks with her and asked her what was the biggest dick she had taken. Astonishing really. Never ask a whore this question. The answer will throw you and your stupid, drunken mind into some sort of weird, inception like state. The world didn't make since after out conversation.

Yes that is a penis... she made the right choice to go to the other side cause GOD DAMN (the parents commonly feed children estrogen pills, and female hormones to turn their male children into girls easier... the money is better) Don't feel bad, they don't want your sympathy! She was quite happy.

I get to my hotel by 0200 and it's right in the middle of the fun (Aloft hotel on Sukumvit 11) The hotel was modern, hip, and had a badass nightclub and bar.

By 0400 I'm showered, dressed, and ready to hit the town. I walk passed the night club attached to my hotel although it was very tempting. I did some walking and made a new friend within 30 minutes. I walk past another VW van with a bar at it like all the rest, but make eye contact with a young man sitting having a beer. We start talking and I learn he races for Nascar and is just there on a bit of a vacation. We hit the Go-Go bars (strip clubs) a few pool halls... these pool halls have strip pool... only the ladies strip!

The city is noisy, dirty, disgusting, smog filled, with sewage and garbage in the streets... my kinda place. We did awesome and awful things, but pictures tell a better story than I can.

While there I climbed a 60 story abandoned building, drank with a couple millionaires, and a few homeless people, was chased by two separate mobs in 30 minutes, drank absinthe, got hammered and did despicable things, got robbed by police, and hookers, and watched a monk bitch slap a lady boy... and thats only what I can remember.

I was there for 11 days and took 1000 photos of every damn thing, but mostly street photos and models. Images below. Enjoy!