Bahrain is:
3:30am and trying to finish your Heineken, but also trying to stay awake. You blink and try to watch the Polish MTV on the flatscreen across the room through the sheesha smoke. Beyonce and Doda and then GaGa follow each other on the TV and you watch the procession of Russian, Ethiopian and Filipino prostitutes trying to make that last minute connection with their johns; the nearing day-light desperation clearly affecting both the supply and demand of the busy sex trade.
You're tired and your clothing smells of smoke and your friends finally agree that it's time to call it a night and head home.
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