An ex-water park now used by hoodlums for shooting up the Yellow Jesus

Walking down the main drag of Vietnam one is rudely awakened by the thick black scars that hang above one's head, no i don't mean the looming omnipresence of a communist government, what I mean is the giant black power lines that pulsate with deadly currents of electricity. Can you imagine how many volts are entangled above your skull! Jesus, I feel like one of my ass cheeks is constantly dwindling on the edge of the electric chair.