Kayla Batang Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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Finally, I get to the meeting spot, which is at the Batang Square. I’m all pumped, ready to teach some newbie how to drive. But guess what? My student, this kid named Rudi, is nowhere to be found. I’m like, “Did he get lost on the way or what?” I text him, and he replies, “Sorry, bro! I’m at the wrong square.” Like, dude, there’s only ONE Batang Square!

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