Life is Kolkata is special. Conservative, but excessive. Peeps here cannot seem to survive without nicotine or alcohol. But thankfully entertainment venues (i.e., pubs and clubs) stay open pretty late. And surprisingly enough the bars are pretty fun, except. However, the queer bar here is über-sketch (for my DC Peeps - Sam's Pub is where the Omega rejects go to die). Not only all the men fat, old, ugly, and (most) MARRIED. But they can't dance worth shit, and don't seem to know it. Kolkata has to be the only city in the world, where a freaking BRAWL brakes out in a gay bar and results in a guy flying through the window. I swear, Indians can't hold their liquor.
Another interesting twist is the back biting, plotting, bad-mouthing, and strategic alliances that form the social circles of Kolkata. It's like trying to win bloody 'Survivor'!! Somehow I got caught in the middle of two rival social cliques last week, and it got a bit ugly. Luckily I was able to pull off the "naive foreigner" card and escape away unharmed. But know I have to be more careful about scheduling my social engagements (who knew hanging out with be so freaking difficult!).
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Well be careful not to stay home and watch dirty movies instead:
Porn to Loud
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