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BKK Nightmare

My second BKK trip was a disaster already happened. You see, the couple I went along with happens to be my boyfriend' sister and her bf. Calling names ain't so nice when its "near-family" you know, despite I really think she's such a tyranny (too bad, I cant use the word with a CAPITAL B). Hotel stay was not up-to expectations, encountered lousy services at eateries and worse, I didn't manage to buy as much as I wanted to. Tell me who goes BKK without shopping. All thanks to Miss Tyranny who wanted things her way.

My third trip will be good, better, best. No TYRANNY ALLOWED.

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