[The Neon Labyrinth of Pattaya] The transition from the cold, rain-slicked stones of London to the sweltering, neon-soaked heat of Pattaya was a shock to the system. Here, the air was a thick, humid blanket scented with jasmine, diesel fumes, and the spicy tang of street food. In the Gulf of Thailand, the water didn't churn with Atlantic fury; it sat still and dark, reflecting the kaleidoscope of the city’s skyline like a black mirror.Panni stood on the balcony of a high-rise safehouse overlooking Walking Street. Below, the city was a throbbing vein of light—a chaos of tourists, motorbikes, and the relentless pulse of electronic music. She adjusted the strap of her linen dress, her eyes scanning the rooftops. Beside her, Grace was coloring in a book, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was the mo
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