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Health Thailand Battles Covid Surge with 12,000 Cases in a Single Day
Nonsense. Virtually all Big Pharma medicines, be they capsules, injections or vaxxes, restrict, or lessen, the symptoms of an 'illness'. The symptoms are the cure. They are the body sorting out the problem within. That could be a build up of entities, that have been coated and packaged away, or a solution to a sudden assault by a toxic element. The latter results in globulin actio. The result of which are the symptoms that the white-coats and big Pharma (is there a difference) call a disease. The way of thinking about sickness/illness/disease needs a giant upheaval. Most modern medicine is in fact quackery. This quackery, has been with us since Rockefeller's dollars was pumped into the US medical schools at the turn of the 1900s. Why? To make the rich even richer and to control the medical narrative. If the human race is to see its full potential, the present Big Pharma modal has to go. Nature has the answers we seek. -
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New Visa Requirement at Jomtien Immigration
I doubt imm at Jomtien would want to give problems to clients using agents. -
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Bleach Stains and Unexpected Dinner Dates, Only in Patts, Lads.
So I’m down the local laundry gaff yesterday afternoon, just droppin’ off me soiled gear like always. Nice little place, proper family run, sweet old bird behind the counter, always gives me a cheeky smile like I’m her long lost nephew. They’ve never shrunk me shorts or turned me whites pink, so I stick with ‘em. Loyalty, innit. Anyway, I’m standin’ there sortin’ out me pants when this bird storms in, flappin’ her arms about like she’s landin’ a bloody B52. Proper fit too, tall, slim, very late twenties I reckon, bit of light makeup, nice bum huggin’ jeans, and one of them tight little tops. Classy that. Thai, but looked like she weren’t from round here. Turns out I weren’t wrong. She’s shoutin’ at the lady behind the counter, pointin’ at this orange T-shirt of hers, reckonin’ they’ve ruined it with bleach. And not just a splash either, nah lads, big old handprint right across the chest. No hidin’ that, innit. Looked like the Hulk tried to fold her laundry and gave up halfway through. Proper drama, voices raised, tourists peepin’ through the windows like they’re watchin’ the latest season of Coronation Street. Now I don’t know what it is, maybe I’d had too much M-150 at lunch, maybe I was just feelin’ charitable, but I thought I’d step in before someone ends up throwin’ everything out the pram. So I tells her, calm like, “Listen love, how much was the top? I’ll gladly buy you a new one, no worries yeah, alright? Ain’t worth kickin’ off about and that.” She stops, looks me up and down, eyes like she’s weighin’ up if I’m takin’ the piss or not. Then, out of nowhere, her whole mood flips. Says she don’t care about the shirt anymore, but she wouldn’t mind a bite to eat next door. One of them weird moments where you think, right, hold on, what the fark just happened here? Next thing I know we’re sat at a wobbly plastic table in that little Thai joint next to the laundry, fans spinning like broken helicopter blades, two plates of pork fried rice with proper chili in fish sauce appear in front of us, ice in the water tastes slightly off, but you ignore it, to be polite, as you do. Turns out she’s from Ayutthaya, been in Pattaya about nine months, works evenings at a pricey but proper seafood restaurant down South Patts. Decent chat, good laugh, funny gal, not one of them types always starin’ at their phone or takin’ selfies. Just a normal bird havin’ a moan about laundry disasters and Sukhumvit Highway traffic. God bless her. Respect. After we finish, she scribbles her number on a serviette, folds it up all neat, and says maybe we could grab another meal sometime. Nice gesture I reckoned. I’m not really in the market for real romance right now though. I’m likin’ me little afternoon tickle under the hood up at the massage joint too much these days to be messin’ with me program. Told her I’d give her a call. Might. Might not. Pattaya’s a funny place, yeah. Sometimes you meet nutters, sometimes you meet decent ones, and sometimes you just wanted to pick up your shorts, but you end up at an early dinner with a stranger from Ayutthaya. Life in SE Asia, eh. Never just a quiet one over here. -
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Living will - is a lawyer required
Yes! That is exactly the form I used also after researching to make sure it conformed to Thai law. -
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Is paying the bar to take a girl out of the bar justified? Or just a scam?
This my girlfriend is different story brought to you by... Seriously though, countless foreign men have ponied up and thought nothing of it. Some have a successful and enduring relationship like yourself which speaks more for their fundamentally decent, broad minded and understanding human nature than many here see as male weakness. -
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Amid Immigration Crackdown, Donald Trump Approval Rating Suffers Worst Polls Yet
I'm not saying you're a threat to me I'm saying your threat to everybody who supports the Trump agenda. The fact that you made your post shows you that you do want to waste your time
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