Northern Myanmar: The Living Hell I Witnessed

I was tricked into going to northern Myanmar.

There are no high salaries here, no free beautiful women, and no chance to become an accomplice to evil.

Those who are tricked into coming here are given just two names: if you can close a deal, you’re a “piglet”; if you can’t, you’re an “animal.”

I went to northern Myanmar, lost half my life, and barely made it back alive.

I wrote this book simply to tell you:

If there is a hell in this world, it must be in Southeast Asia. And if hell has eighteen levels, northern Myanmar must be one of them.