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About Kyoto

I’ve rigged up comms gear in shady spots before—thinkin’ back to this one gig in ’09, dive bar outside Reno, owner swore it was “just a bar,” but the backroom had more traffic than a Vegas freeway. Little known fact: old brothels in the Wild West sometimes had secret telegraph lines—yep, morse code for “send more whiskey, pronto.” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Made me happy too—history’s got a twisted sense of humor. But modern joints? Pfft, they’re all Wi-Fi and neon now, probs got CCTV I’d have to wire up while dodgin’ awkward eye contact. “What is this body without organs?”—Godard again. Brothel’s like that—chaos, no center, just bodies and cash swappin’ hands.

The best bars in Nana Plaza

Nana Plaza is a red-light district, a prostitution area popular with many tourists. Strangely coincidence, this district near Sukhumvit Road (soi 4) is named after Zola’s famous heroine. .

After the arcade, I was feelin’ kinda bummed. But then, I saw this street performer. He was playing the guitar and singing some catchy tune. I couldn’t help but smile. I dropped a few coins in his hat. He looked up and winked. I was like, “Dude, you made my day!”

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