Yesterday afternoon I was watching the Texas-Tennessee football game at Frank's Bar on Fulton. I was the only customer. Sam, the blonde bartender, had just returned from a six-week vacation in Slovakia.
"Nice weather." I had noticed the deep tan. Weather in Eastern Europe had been almost tropical this summer.
"Too hot." She smiled with the memory of a lazy summer in the homeland. "What about you?"
"I went to Thailand to visit my family." I told the 30 year-old about Fenway, Fluke, Noy, and Angie.
"What about your wife? She must miss you."
"And I miss Mam, but I couldn't afford to have everyone here, besides Thais love living in Thailand. There's nothing for them here." Most Thais are not travelers. They like being Thai and nowhere in the world is better for being Thai than Thailand.
"You have a girlfriend here?"
"None."
"What about your needs?"
"I had enough girlfriends for a lifetime, plus I'm too lazy to deal with women in New York." They were a spoiled tribe of Amazons mostly interested in dressing like West Palm Beach divorcees. "Too much trouble."
Better to keep my libertine ways in check.
Mam allows me to porno-surf while away from her and that's good enough for me. She doesn't consider it adultery, then again mostly I search the sites for someone looking like her.
It isn't easy.
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