It’s Bong K.
I haven’t seen Bong K for a while.
I’m standing outside the Indian guest house on street 51.
Alright, Bong K? I goes.
Steve. How are you?
I’m good man.
I’m four nights with no sleep.
I bounce over. Shakes his hand.
Where you been? I goes. I heard you went prey sar.
Now, I thinks Bong K is my friend.
But, look at me. I also thinks the gram of gear the Bong Thom gave me was cos I’m James Bond.
You wanna come my room and smoke, I goes.
And I bounces off a few guest houses up, to KH.
Follow me, I goes.
If my friends could see me now, I thinks to myself.
Not only have I got a free bag of sh*t from gangster no.1 but Bong K, the Chinese drugs lord, is coming to smoke with me in my room…