Miari Texas

I ended up in Miari Texas, now opened to the elements.

Most of the former brothels were torn open. This one had too much debris in the way to get inside easily.

This one was easier.

Supplies.

A kitchen behind the scenes.

April 2024.

I couldn't resist looking in the fridge.

Clothes, or possibly scarves.

Price for, apparently, drinks.

A small room.

A larger room, seemingly for karaoke.

The songs.

Another larger room.

Back out in the street. No one's come to stop me, yet.

"Clearing the 70-year stigma! Red-light district real demolition!

Another brothel had mirrors everywhere.

I pointed my flashlight inside this inactive lighting system and got this.

Abandoned drinks.

These objects seemed scattered meaningfully.

A room in bad shape.

A washroom.

More clothes.

Sexy.

It had some text in English on it, but I didn't get a good shot showing it.

Yeongsim's Room?

A pretty simple fire escape chart.

Destroyed toilet.

MashiMaro.

Cheaper price.

Going up these stairs into a red area.

Dual-use washroom.

A romance comic series.

A funny-looking calculator.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard a woman's loud voice below, talking to a man. I thought I might have been spotted, so I turned off my flashlight and hid in the dark. But nobody was there when I tried again a minute later.

I came out and ran into another pair of Koreans walking toward me, as if it was totally natural to walk through an abandoned red-light district at night. We didn't acknowledge each other.