Monsoon Fuck

It was raining hard, well, after all, it was the monsoon season. Yeah, monsoon. It’s a funny sounding word but believe me, the rain it produced wasn’t funny by any stretch of the imagination. It had been quite a few years since I was in Southeast Asia and some of the old memories were coming back to me. I was in what used to be called Saigon on what I loosely refer to as “business.” The company that I was in this city on behalf of had provided me with an office in an office building downtown (and I use the term loosely). I was looking out the window of that office (on the 7th floor) and wonder...

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