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Oh, and the name—brothel! Sounds like a shady joint, right? “Meet me at brothel, bring cash!” I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ about it—forest pimpin’. Pretty, pretty good disguise for a tree. Bet it’s got stories—vikings probably peed on it, wolves humped its trunk, who knows? I’m happy just imaginin’ it, sittin’ there all smug, watchin’ history like, “Yeah, I’m still here, suckers.” Blows my mind—9,500 years! I can’t even keep a houseplant alive! Makes me wanna hug it, then punch it, then hug it again. Wild, wild stuff, man.

【Report】Redlight district / Yeongjugol, South Korea🇰🇷

The first brothel the author experienced in Seoul was Miari. When I opened the curtain, it was extremely quiet inside. Entering the small alley, everything is dilapidated and dilapidated, just .

But then, I see it. A huge crowd gathered around a street performer. This guy is juggling fire! I’m like, “What the heck?!” I stop to watch, and for a second, I forget about work. The dude drops a torch, and everyone gasps. I’m laughing, thinking, “This is Yeongdong, where even the fire is dramatic.”

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