I look at the image (pix above) on the screen of Jessica’s mobile phone and my face scrunches in a wince. “Eeeeek! Where’s this gay barbershop?”
“It’s in Taipei, a unisex joint,” says Jessica (pix below), sitting across me in a cafe and sipping her drink. “Chengdu Road area.” She retrieves her handphone from me and slips it inside her handbag. “Taiwan is liberal with gays and if you’re writing another Undercover title, put this fact in the book.”
A minute ago, I bumped into Jessica in the corridor of a shopping mall. She was wearing a mask (pix below) but I could recognise her from her spectacular assets.
“I’m just waiting for an
opportunity to travel. How’s the gang of Hot Legs?”
“Hot Legs Nightclub is still closed. Wati’s gone back to Indonesia, Mummy Lulu’s now selling claypot chicken rice online. At one time, Johnny Yap wanted to set fire to the nightclub so he could claim insurance money! But we talked him out of it.”
Jessica and I talk shop for a while and, before going separate ways, we promise to keep in touch.
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