Bo-jup.
This is what the Vietnamese women in a bar offer to the soldiers together with beer.
"No. Beer now. Bo-jup later." That was what James said.
But it took him some time to understand what the word means. Certainly not Vietnamese because they were talking to them in English. And he was completely blown away when he finally figured it out.
I could not help but feel sorry for these women. Well, I guess this happened in the Philippines, too, at about the same time. This is what feeds them. The money they get from it is the one that sustains their lives. This is reality. This is true then. And this still holds true now.
Only, these days, it's not confined to the bar. You can find it in the streets, at the movie house... everywhere.
The sad fact is that someone once said, "it's just worth a burger, or an order of chinese noodles."
Sunday, October 16, 2011
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