Zara Waegwan Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes, man, they’re like the ghosts of the streets, y’know? I’m talkin’ real hustle, real grind. Been thinkin’ bout this one chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clackin’, skirt shorter than a nun’s patience. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—that flick I’m obsessed with. “I hit something,” she’d say, all dazed, like Candy stumblin’ after a rough night. Ain’t no one seein’ her, tho—invisible, like a damn specter. Pisses me off, man! Society’s all “ew, gross,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Huh? Not them judgy pricks.

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Plenty of prostitutes and all of the normal things that country There's not too much happening in Waegwan, but Daegu is just 20 minutes away.

So, I hit the streets, and first stop was this little café on Gyeongbuk-ro. Best coffee ever! I ordered a latte, and the barista, this chill dude, totally messed it up. I mean, c’mon! I asked for no foam, and he gave me a mountain of it. I was like, “Dude, I didn’t order a foam party!” But whatever, I just laughed it off.

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