This happened to me in Hong Kong while I was attending an interview. I was billeted at the YMCA in Kowloon. In the evening I took a stroll on the street. My first experience was, I came to dwellings and outside it an old woman was standing and calling out to people. I became curious and went towards her. When I went near her she said to me: ‘come inside son, have a drink, I have a many beautiful women for you’. I became wonder-struck, puzzled and then suddenly realization came into my being, that this was a brothel. Terrified, I closed my eyes and ran away from that place. I was a moral puritan at that time being brought up on a diet of middle class Syrian Christianity. The next day came and I was out again strolling on the streets. I came near the brothel and lo to my surprise, the madam of the brothel was standing near the gate and she had lighted incense sticks in her hand and was using her hand to move it in a to-and-for-motion. I became amazed by her actions. Why is she, the owner of the brothel purifying it with a piety of a religious devotee? On seeing me, her face wrinkled into a malicious frown and she uttered a loud shriek and shooed me with her hands. I became so embarrassed and guilt ridden. I have grown in my mind now and I feel so sorry that I did not avail of the experience in the brothel.