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Flamingo Bar - Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo (year unknown)

“It is unusual to see table dancing in bars in Japan, although it is common in America where dancers perform on customers tables when customers give tips to them. In this country, there was not such a bar where we could see such of shows by foreign dancers. Targeting men, this bar in Roppongi, a mecca of nightlife in Tokyo, was planned to be an entertaining spot which Japan has never seen. The details of target customers are men in their thirties and forties, who are mostly work for foreign affiliates. This bar employs female dancers from America, which is a home of entertainment business. They dance merrily and lively, sometimes put tips in garters, and whistle humorously between programs. The interior is surreal and futuristic. The focal point of the design is to express symbolically womanish gentleness and physical beauty and tense of a female body. Although interior elements are made of industrial materials, we can notice the finish shows hand work. After this bar opened, a part of the interior was renovated. A stage was remodeled higher and stools were installed. Now you can enjoy there shows in more comfortable surroundings.”

Description & images scanned from Taverns & Restaurant Bars by Shotenkenchiku-Sha (2000)

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Send a ❢ if you want a wildcard starter ~with a Rick and Morty s/i

hi, thanks for ask, but i do not rp with self inserts

cheers

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onlyapunkmorty​:

*Punk rolled his eyes and proceeded to take a self of himself, one where he was sticking his tongue out at the camera - and thus the fucked up dumb ass who was texting him - and sent it.*

Txt: Yes you poor jackass, I am a Morty.

Txt: And I didn’t steal anyone’s shit. I ain’t about that.

*More than enough a response for the Rick to know just what dimension the punk was currently in, as well as the alien world he was currently sitting and having a drink on. *

The subsequent radio silence may have made it seem, for a moment, that Punk had dissuaded whoever saw fit to bother him with vague and heinous accusations.  There’s no message back for several minutes, and it seemed cruelly timed that just as Punk was likely moving on with his day, the unmistakable sound of a portal opening echoed behind him.

Vapor was a sight to see, insomuch as he staggered through with all the grace of a baby deer, squinted in spite of the fact that he was wearing shades, and tasted his finger before holding it up to the air like this would tell him anything significant about the planet he just landed on.  His attention turned, belatedly, to the (in his opinion, very un-Morty-like) Morty whose vibe he’d just interrupted, and he took the liberty of scrutinizing both with his eyes and his wristwatch.  Apparently, he had to see him in person to believe it, and when both methods checked out, he refocused his attention to the horizon line.

“R-Really?  This iss where- wh-where you pick to have a kickback?”  This guy: showing up uninvited, sounding as intoxicated as his texts hinted, and immediately bashing on the other’s otherwise peaceful downtime.  Raymond was a real piece of work, to be sure, clumsily patting himself down like he was looking for something he had misplaced as he chastised him.  It was amazing he was even standing at all.

( sms > ¿wrong/unknown number? ): pik up yur phoooooooone!! its fuckging important!

txt: Who the fuck is this? LoL

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