Duy Hân Articles

Now that the oversized confetti had already been swept from the floors of the Planet Hollywood Theatre, and beautiful Bảo Hân had performed her swan song on the stage of Paris by Night 100, much of the debate turns to what the future holds -- for Thúy Nga, and of course, the elusive Paris by Night 101.  What will happen to the singers currently contracted with Thúy Nga? Will other productions like Asia, Van Son, Blue Ocean, etc., absorb the orphaned talents like Wall Street firms did with the staff of AIG and Lehman Brothers?

Cougar - \kü-gər\ - noun - plural - gars -- a woman, 40ish or older, who pursues younger men, typically more than eight years her junior.

Ensenada, Mexico - Present Day

Melrose Avenue's newest resident, Trúc Linh, owner of Sen Boutique, is no stranger to the limelight. The well-known Viet pop singer blessed with drop-dead gorgeous looks has been performing on the big stage ever since she was a teenager.

The ominous warning email from Facebook came almost instantly with the subject title "You have deactivated your Facebook account!" With that, I finally bid adieu to a 3-month stint with Facebook (or "FB," as known by hardcore Facebook addicts)....

It was precisely 5 minutes past 11 on that fateful Saturday night that it finally dawned on me. Well...it sort of hit me like a ton of bricks.  I had finally come face-to-face with my demons - the realization that I was eternally doomed to fall in love with them.....the beings. 

Darkness falls across the land

The midnight hour is close at hand

Creatures crawl in search of blood

To terrorize y'alls neighborhood

And whosoever shall be found

Without the soul for getting down

Must stand and face the hound of hell

Thủy Tiên turned toward me, her gorgeous hazel eyes beamed straight at my fragile soul as if she knew my intentions were less than honorable. She held a drink of cognac in her right hand, her drink of choice for occasions like this, while the fingertips of her left hand began a rhythmic tapping that grew more intense like a Chinese water torture session bearing down on an untamed detainee.

I hesitated greatly when I started writing this piece, and for good reasons. You see, I am a sensitive dude. Thus, I abhor hate-mails, absolutely detest them, and am fortunate enough to not have any thus far. So why risk this admirable streak and start snitching about a sensitive topic? A topic so taboo that men dare not discuss openly, and women would slap you in the face (twice) if you are foolish enough to bring it up? Why, why, why?

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