It isn’t hard to figure out why some Malaysians would rather not have their passport stamped crossing to Sg Golok. When I checked into a hotel, a bellboy named Akun quickly grabbed my arm.

"You want girl? Many girl, Pretty! Young! Sexy! Do all you want. I show you now!"

“Ermm… No thanks.”

He pretends not to hear me. "Very cheap! Booking only 1500 baht, all day, all night, morning go back. I show you now!"

How could I refuse? I check my wallet.

“Ermm…No.”

Akun is undeterred. He grabs my arm and tries to yank me forward like a petulant heifer. But this cow refuses to budge. Akun lets go of my arm. Then he stares directly into my eyes, looking a little confused. Silence.

"You want boy? Many boy! Young! Very good! Booking all night..."