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i had spicy seafood sashimi for lunch, with two bowls of rice. there's a nice, little japanese restaurant, sakura, nearby my office. it's owned and run by malaysians. oddly enough, there's another japanese restaurant in chinatown in london where it's also being run by malaysians (dunno about its ownership though). i think it's 'odd' considering that the few japanese restaurants that i've been too, two of them are run by malaysians. now if you go to chinatown in london, you can't miss the place.. it's the only japanese restaurant there (but don't quote me on it pulak k!). good food and warmth. i forgot what it's called, my bad. during the same london trip, i ventured into london's red-light district. curiosity kills the cat.. and curiosity also burned a deep hole in my pocket. it was a wet and cold night. i walked there alone without knowing any better, just curious(?!). the crowd can be intimidating. lotsa nice restaurants. remember an indonesian restaurant. and strip clubs. one particular strip club (can't remember what it's called though, been doing a good job forgetting it hehe.. very painful and embarassing). got sweet-talked by this innocent-looking makcik at the counter *me bonehead*.. got in. the room was dimly lit. not too many 'patrons' tonight, it's too early kot. saw an oriental-looking pakcik in one corner coolly sipping a cold one. blur. a coupla dances and a glass of coke later, i was presented with a bill that reads - 140pounds-sterling. WTF!! didn't even get a lap dance! seriously thought about making a mad dash towards the entrance, but decided against it after seeing two big bouncers looking my way. i swore i saw one of them with a gun under his jacket. that moment i realized how screwed i was. acted cool, paid the bill, then left.. bitching and cursing at no-one in particular. the scene in 'closer' definitely brought back memories hehe. now, if only i could remember that portuguese girl's name... hmmm.. me bonehead like that sometimes. do take care, and have a beautiful day k!