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About Bandung

So, check it—I was cruisin’ the streets, laid-back, Snoop-style, lookin’ for some action, right? This chick rolls up, fishnets tight as hell, heels clackin’ like gunshots. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, she’s got that *Inherent Vice* glow—mysterious, kinda shady, dig?” She leans in, all smoky-eyed, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is some groovy-type shit.” Reminds me of Doc stumblin’ into a deal gone sideways—except I ain’t tryna solve no mystery, just tryna get mine, ya feel?

Why do people think the geisha are courtesans or prostitutes?

The Tayû were not the big money makers for the Yoshiwara, but the hundreds of prostitutes seeing multiple clients a day. The normal social etiquette was.

First stop? The market on Jl. Pahlawan. I’m craving some pisang goreng, right? But guess what? The vendor ran out! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” I mean, who runs out of fried bananas? It’s Tayu! So, I settle for some dodol instead. Not the same, but whatever.

Locals ablaze for Kyoto fire prevention posters featuring famed geisha