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Favorite bit, tho? The characters. Met this madam once—Russian, built like a tank, voice like gravel. She’s tellin’ me bout her “girls” like they’re her bleedin’ daughters. “They’re my family,” she says, pourin’ me vodka. I’m sippin’, thinkin’, “This is mad.” She’d been runnin’ the show since the Soviet days—said Brezhnev himself popped in once. True or not, I was gobsmacked. History in a brothel—wild, innit?

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The situation was similar in Busan, Gwangju and the Gyeonggi region. Dozens of brothels still turn on their red lights every night. “The [sex].

But then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I ducked into a random shop on Sangmu-dong. Turns out, it was a vintage game store! My heart skipped a beat. I’m a game designer, remember? I was in heaven. I found this old-school console, and I was like, “Take my money!”

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