Is paradise heaven? Who knows. We don't. Happy Paradise looks like a sex parlour crossed with a cha chaan teng coated in 1000s of luscious tiles (that’s right), even mirrors (we have them), it’s all kinky. But this isn't where you come for "cute". Nor for white sandy beaches laden with palms from an idyllic postcard. What is your nationality? Ours is lavishly inebriated. Come with us if you want to live, cause you’re fucking awesome. It’ll be anarchy. Roll the dice. The snacks are on us.