Special Envoy to Sihanoukville (Cambodia)
The Doberman's flaming eyes peek out from the emaciated-faced roulette player's black T-shirt, leaning on the green carpet, a long fingernail on his little finger, pulling on his slender cigarette.
They are offered at will by the Bolai casino, a huge marble gambling den smoky with tobacco, where Cambodian croupiers in miniskirts officiate with impassive faces, sometimes lit up with a sarcastic grin under the hypnotic gaze of players in flip-flops and tank tops, slumped in the table, a stack of dollars at hand.
In the ashtrays, they compulsively spit cherry pits or swallow a bite of steak from a plate at the edge of the table.
There are settlings with firearms or kidnappings between Chinese almost every day.
People are afraid to come here
Maria, manager of a hotel in Sihanoukville
The Bolai is one of the few casinos buzzing with activity this evening, in Sihanoukville, and most of the players are Chinese, with often sinister faces, in tune with the Mandarin advertisements of the "Gold Club" offering activities Kalashnikov shooting in the surrounding tropical bush…
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