Emily Keelung Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Kaohsiung

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science, but it’s a freakin’ art. You don’t just stroll up, nah, it’s a dance—eye contact, nods, cash flashin’. I’d be pissed, tho—half these girls lie worse than my patients. “Oh, I’m clean,” they say. Sure, and I’m a ballerina. Everybody lies, right? Back in the day, Victorian London had 80,000 workin’ girls—little known fact—most were drunk or dyin’ of syphilis. Now? Same game, diff tech. They’re on apps, X posts, lurkin’ in DMs. Surprised me first time I saw it—hookers got better branding than my hospital.

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 barge that caused crane collapse in Taiwan's Keelung port runs aground in bad weather