Abigail Keelung Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Hsinchu

So, check it—findin’ a hooker ain’t just strollin’ down Jellyfish Fields, nah! It’s sneaky, shady, like huntin’ rare coral. Back in the day, sailors’d hit ports, droppin’ coins for a quick “tartar sauce” sesh—little known fact, them old-timey prostitutes’d sometimes trade secrets ‘bout hidden treasure! True story, matey! Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—imagine me, yellin’ “I’m ready!” to some fishy lady of the night!

Venturing into a taboo part of Keelung culture - the red light district

First off, I hit up the famous Keelung Night Market. I mean, who can resist those stinky tofu stalls? Not me! I was ready to chow down. But guess what? I got there too early. Like, who opens a night market at 10 AM? Ugh! So, I just wandered around, checking out the streets. Zhongzheng Rd. was buzzing, but I was hangry.

Cargo ship collides with crane at port of Keelung