Dave looked. In his mind he split the immediate areas into sectors, then broke it down one by one, looking only at the children. There, just outside Toy Bar, what looked like brother and sister, begging for money from the mostly impervious passersby. And at the next bar to Toy, two young girls selling various useless items, from laser pens to bracelets. Then at the far end of Tilac itself, another young girl, aged maybe 11 or 12, was selling chewing gum and candy.
“Ok, I see a couple of child beggars and a few others selling the usual s**t. Probably all run by one of the local gangs or else forced to work to support their parents’ yaba habit. “
“And most likely every one of them is trafficked. Maybe from Laos, from Burma, from some of the displaced hill tribes in Northern Thailand, or ev
