A story: A man fires a rifle for many years, and he goes to war.
Afterward, he turns the rifle in at the armory, and he believes he's finished with the rifle.
But no matter what else he might do with his hands, love a woman, build a house, change his son's diaper; his hands remember the rifle.
Walk walk there last wkend after drinks, Bro NicFenchy is right, many small shabby shop in that air-con lane, really small trust me. Can tell only for quickies and for farangs. Girsl dont look appetising, even after my drinks hahaha. There are better ones elsewhere, can forget this place and move on.