sept. 23

In Kyoto

eating soba with a fat asian guy,

one american talks to me.

he is with a japanese woman who looks older than me.

she says she will take me to a club in Kyoto.

it's on the 5th floor

lots of stairs...

she is actually a DJ.

and the club is more like a concert hall

that i used to have piano concerts in...

she says i will get hungry

so i must buy some food...

there is Safeway in the club

i look for a fruit cup.

strawberries are so red

red like red ink...