Another charming old building whose charm is dwarfed by the suspect surroundings of this mining town.
We wandered in here for a beer, and after about 15 minutes one of the bartenders approaches us. She asks if we'd like to donate for her to remove her shirt.
I figured out I was in a skimpy bar. My coworker then pointed out that in Kal you'll have difficulty finding a bar that isn't of the skimpy variety. And this town allegedly has more bars per capita than anywhere else in the world!
Oh and the brothels are so famous they offer tours.