Within ten minutes of arriving at my hostel in Bangkok, I’d been accosted by a group of Canadians and asked whether I wanted to join them at a ping pong show that evening. Keen to make friends (I’d booked to stay for five nights) and eager to tick this renowned ‘must-do’ off my bucket list, I agreed. An hour later, we found ourselves in a seedy bar with low lighting, a few scattered audience members and six girls on stage in lingerie looking like they’d rather be anywhere else.
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