Wearing nothing but a terrycloth towel wrapped around his waist, Golam was led by Ms. A down the hall to what he thought for sure would be an outdated European-styled bath. But he was wrong. At the end of the hall was a cherrywood door that Ms. A opened and inside the room was a state-of-the-art jacuzzi shaped like a heart with water jets galore.

Ms. A took off her flimsy uniform and entered the bubbling water first.

"Come inside, it's very nice."