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About Busan

Oi mate, gather ‘round! Brothel, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it—grand ol’ mess, ain’t it? Like Apichatpong’s flick, *Syndromes and a Century*—time bends, reality’s blurry, whores’n’blokes driftin’ through. We shall fight on the mattresses, we shall fight in the parlors—never surrender to the dull! Brothels got soul, see? Not just bangin’—history’s in ‘em. Take Amsterdam’s red lights—didja know them girls pay taxes? Straight up legit, blows my mind! Used to be church-run, too—middle ages, priests pimpin’. Wild, eh?

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

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.

I needed a pick-me-up, so I hit up a café on Dongmyeong-dong. Got myself a sweet iced coffee. Finally, something good! I sat outside, people-watching. There was this old guy playing the guitar, and he was terrible. But everyone was clapping like he was a rockstar. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was so bad, it was good.

Jeon Hyun-moo was surprised to meet his best friend Park Na-rae's mother in Mokpo, where he visited