Word: binging
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Bing, his long black hair half-tied into a ponytail, stands next to a cinder-block wall, rubbing his eyes. Over his head, a thick trail of red army ants runs between a crack in the wall and a smushed piece of pineapple. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tissue in which he has wrapped four doa (bodies, the slang for speed tablets). Jacky stops doing her nails, smiles and invites Bing back into her hut, asking sweetly: "Oh Bing, where have you been...
...everyone in Jacky's neighborhood is as badly off as Jacky and Bing. And even the slum has its nicer alleys, where the huts are made of finished wood and there are flush toilets and the skittering rats don't root through piles of festering garbage. The teens and twenty-somethings in these parts of the slum also like to smoke yaba, but they look down upon Jacky and Bing and their flagrant, raging addictions. Sure, the cool guys in the neighborhood, guys like Big, with a shaved head, gaunt face and sneering upper lip, drop into Jacky's once...
...another, Big points out, Bing hasn't left the slum neighborhood in a year. He doesn't work. He doesn't do anything but smoke. (Bing just shrugs when I ask if it's true that he hasn't left in a year. "I'm too skinny to leave," he explains, "everyone will know I'm doing yaba.") Big has a job as a pump jockey at a Star gas station. And he has a girlfriend, and he has his motorcycle, a Honda GSR 125, and this weekend, like most weekends, he'll be racing his bike with the other...
...Jacky's hut, Bing and a few bar girls are seated with their legs folded under them, taking hits from the sheets of tinfoil. As Jacky applies a thick layer of foundation makeup to her face, and then dabs on retouching cream and then a coating of powder, she talks about how tonight she has to find a customer; she needs to make a thousand baht. She'll work the dance floor at Angel's and, if she can't pick up a foreigner, she'll try Thermae, a sleazy after-hours joint and the evening's last resort...
...their own motorbikes. "Now I don't think about the gift shop anymore. Smoking yaba pushes those kinds of thoughts, and the thoughts about my children, to the back of my mind. It's good for that. Smoking means you don't have to think about the hard times." Bing nods his head, agreeing. "When I smoke, it makes everything seem a little better. I mean, look at this place, how can I stop...