Dear Hillary.
It’s alright for you, sitting in your ivory tower and judging the guys who write to you with their problems. You’ve never had the heart-ache that these Thai women can give to the poor lonely ex-pats. They are clever at exchanging “love” and care for money. As the book says, “No Money, No Honey”.
Robbie
Dear Robbie,
Ivory tower indeed! If you can call 9 square meters anything other than cramped, you have a vivid imagination. And how dare you decide that I’ve never been let down in love. And by that I mean real “love”. Your lonely ex-pats know the score and if they’re in the market paying for company, why should it somehow be different when they have no money? Just think about a restaurant you go to regularly, and you pay the bill at the end of the dinner. After three months can you go there to eat and say, “I’ve got no money, so can I have my lunch for free?” No Money, No Honey Prawns, Petal.”
