Coca Cola, coke and Mufti.

Saigon, back in the day, the 1960’s-1970’s, could be within reason compared to 1950’s Havana by measuring decadence. Not that anyone on a furlough after “boonie time” gave a damn about decadence, hell; it was the main reason for going there, looking for a blowout after seeing buddies blown up, and it sure catered for all tastes. On Tu Do in addition to the Sporting club there was available the infamous Bluebird another sleazy pit haunted by porno sellers and dudes touting junk. Inside the Bars and Cafes sat the “mamasan” selling massages and quickies, outside were the street cruising mobile pimps, the Honda riding “Saigon Cowboys” and their “flatbackers”. However, not all was lost for pursuit of clean living, for there were sophisticated nightclubs such as the Tu Do Nightclub, where one could take in a floorshow and / or, have a five-star meal equal to any available "Back in the World". Standard Cafes and Bars where to drink a chilled Coca Cola, have a milkshake, or order a hamburger and fries. On the other hand, one could buy knocked out nick-knacks as souvenirs, or have “Mufti” clothing made as quickly as it took to sample any of Tu Do streets life’s little pleasures.