The moment has come. Finally. Lucifer is here and he’s going to make my night just as I say. Oh yeah. He’s not the Lucifer you think he is. He’s not the Lucifer you knew. He’s not the Lucifer you grew up with from your Mama’s bedtime stories.
Nothing sounds more legendary as Lucifer. Just by the name gives you a tinge of fear, fear that leaves you probing to try even once. Whatever uncanny as it may sound when one night came and you just want to step outside and try something new and see for yourself what it’s like out there with your friends celebrating girls’ night, you just end up at Lucifer’s.
Among the dazzling lights in a sinful city of Pattaya, is a sight of LUCIFER amid the Walking Street, a one so shrill discotheque you may find engaging for a while. Meeting Lucifer is nothing special. Just as the name you knew, it’s hellish. It’s for those bored ones who think they can find life in a dark world, where many smoke stench, drinking and dancing their loneliness to death.
Well, who would ever expect hell to be sweet? One night you’re bored, step into that hideous room getting cherry like no tomorrow and what then? You get home tired. Blue days will come like the usual and you can’t always go feed yourself some candies.
If I’d be asked how my night went on at Lucifer’s or if it ever made my night, guess I still have to think about that. But I would honestly say my nights with my girlfriends have always been great--without Lucifer.
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