i think it’s finally time to tell the truth. i flew to thailand this summer. nothing felt off. i was working, chilling, exploring. mostly around patong, the place where the nights never end and the lines between people get blurry. usually i crash early, every day is a heavy work cycle for me. but that night something kept me awake. so i went out, straight into the party street. walking through it… drunk, sun-burned tourists finishing their cocktails. girls calling out for clients already looked tired. another night, not enough money, the boss won’t be happy. i kept moving, and suddenly i heard a familiar voice. a tourist from london we met on the beach days before. he was shouting my name, waving. looked exhausted, but smiling like he just saw family. i walked up, said hi. a girl came to him, hugged him, but the facial features were… different. his smile died instantly. he leaned in and whispered in my ear: one coin can change your life. i woke up....