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After, I’m broke, happy, but pissed too—50 bucks! Coulda bought beers! She’s countin cash, I’m like, “Rarrgh! You’re a goddamn thief!” She smirks, “Sugar, I’m the best bad choice you made.” I’m stunned—bitch got sass! Love that. Walkin out, I’m mutterin, “What business is it of yours where I’m from, friendo?”—fuckin classic. Night’s cold, mines callin, but damn, that was a story. Prostitutes, man, they’re the real coin toss—heads ya win, tails ya lose. Rarrgh!

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I want to map out or at least list all the red light districts, glass houses, and illegal places of prostitution and human trafficking in Korea.

Then, I get a call from my buddy, Jin. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the Pyeongtaek Sports Complex.” I’m thinkin’, “Great, more gladiator training.” But when I get there, it’s not just training. There’s a freakin’ festival goin’ on! Food stalls everywhere, music blaring, and people dancin’ like they’re in a K-drama. I’m like, “What the heck? I thought we were fightin’!”

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