I'll get those appearances out of the way:
1) I was walking back and a long haired girl skated by down the street. she turned and pushed up a dark alley. fucking excellent. skating will never die with her around.
2) I drank a beer at the bridge on foot, because of nothing. A crew were just leaving, heading out to skate, but it rained on me on the way home, so I guess they ended up doing something else.
I walked around all night because what I had intended to be a short walk to get food turned into a five hour walk around the whole city. I went up and down and all around the bridge area, and also linsen bei, which is the best and most disturbing place I've ever been. Panties and dildos are sold on the sidewalk, and this having been the commemoration of the 228 massacre, there was an All Things Fucked Up and Creepy About Taiwan sale going on. Pimps tried to pull me into their lairs like sand lions, insisting each one has the most beautiful women. This is pretty normal for foreigners in Taiwan (my impression of japanese business men is that all they do is drink scotch and visit whorehouses). The fucked up part is that on the way back, the pimps recognized me and didn't bother me again, but a platoon of agressive and mostly older than 55 women lept from the dark crevasses and shouted at me about having young women. Advertising young women is a lot more fucked up than advertising beautiful ones. Beautiful ones are art. Young ones are cattle. Taiwhathefuck.
I went ot the shitty but cheap and late night yakitori by the house. It was good, even though some japanese women sat with me, then realized I was a foreigner, and move across the room, presumably for safety. I like being scary.
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