I’m in my first few days of working here (Feast Ratchakru). I work every day. Before this, I sold snow cones with my push-cart near Bang Ken. Then when Covid broke out, nobody wanted to risk eating shaved ice on the street, and I didn’t want to risk being among people. At times like this, I think being employed is already a blessing. Luckily, I’m the type of person that eats one meal per day and has no family to feed. A bottle of M150 at night is good enough for me.


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