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Lysa, though—she’s got stories. Told me once bout a john who cried after, blubberin’ like a babe. “I killed him,” he sobbed, meanin’ his pride, I reckon. She just patted his head, took his gold, moved on. “That’s power,” I thought, sippin’ my ale. She’s small, but she’s mighty—reminds me of me, outsmartin’ taller twats. “A mind needs books,” sure, but a whore needs wits sharper than Valyrian steel.

‘Why do people hate us?’: Sex workers in Seoul’s last red-light district fret over future

prostitution and abused for more than a year by the suspects. Last month police raided five brothels run by the suspects near Suwon Station.

First off, I’m stationed at the Suwon City Hall. You know, that big ol’ building on the corner of Gyeongsu-daero? Yeah, that one. I’m just minding my business, pressin’ buttons, and then BOOM! This lady rushes in, hair all wild, like she just got chased by a pack of dogs or somethin’. She’s like, “I need to get to the 10th floor, NOW!” I’m like, “Chill, lady, it’s just an elevator.” But she’s all frantic, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s the rush? Did she forget her lunch or somethin’?”

Blaze erupts at Suwon factory, no casualties reported